Cages

It turns out, birds are not meant to live in cages.

But sadly, many of them have been conditioned to keep going back into them because they think it’s safe.

And people are the same way. We move from cage to another. (One job after another. One credit card after another.)

It’s fake.

And there are lots of things in our world and choices that we are making that are fake.

By engaging in things that are fake, we end up making ourselves more desperate and less likely to make a difference in the world for what we think is safety.

We’re not often faced in situations of real risk anymore. I’m talking about the kind of risk that if we were to fail, we would die. No, a safe is not going to fall on our head, a shark is not going to land on our house, and we’re not going to spontaneously combust (even if we think we will).

So then we need to decide what kind of choice are we going to make: Do we want what’s safer or do we want what’s better?

If we want safer, we can keep doing what we’ve been doing. But at some point, we hit the bottom. We can’t go faster than instant, we can’t go cheaper than free, and we can’t go more accurate than 100%.

So the alternative is to race to the top. If we are going to choose better, we are going to have to reconcile the fact that we will be judged. It comes with the choice of freedom. And yeah, sometimes things might not work. But we have an opportunity to fly, to do work that matters, and to make a difference.

[What are you going to do now that you realize the cage door has been unlocked this whole time?]