“Maybe because comfort, even in its diluted, lukewarm version, is still comfort. And comfort, while enjoyable, often lacks meaning. Comfort doesn’t demand. Growth does.”
Thanks Amir, that’s exactly what makes it so sneaky. At some point you have to shake it off and move forward, otherwise it keeps you in place far too long.
In fact, I picked that thread back up in Note 8: Beyond the Comfortable Trap, where I wrote about leaving the golden cage and finding passion as the real compass. I’d love to get your take on what you see as the next step once someone decides to move on from comfort.
What an article loved it!!! Is a roadmap to follow to be aware of signs in our lives of confort and change to course for our benefit. Please continue writing!!
“Maybe because comfort, even in its diluted, lukewarm version, is still comfort. And comfort, while enjoyable, often lacks meaning. Comfort doesn’t demand. Growth does.”
Well said my friend ✨
Thanks Amir, that’s exactly what makes it so sneaky. At some point you have to shake it off and move forward, otherwise it keeps you in place far too long.
In fact, I picked that thread back up in Note 8: Beyond the Comfortable Trap, where I wrote about leaving the golden cage and finding passion as the real compass. I’d love to get your take on what you see as the next step once someone decides to move on from comfort.
I'll check out the Note 8 and share my thoughts soon. Thanks for writing and sharing your thoughts!
What an article loved it!!! Is a roadmap to follow to be aware of signs in our lives of confort and change to course for our benefit. Please continue writing!!
Absolutely, it’s all about watching the signs and seeing the trends. There comes an inevitable points where change needs to happen.
🙌🙌🙌just loved this!!
Thank you! Always nice to know these scribbles don’t just live in my head. Glad it landed with you
Thoroughly enjoyed this! You write so well.
Thank you! So glad you enjoyed the read. That honestly means a lot.
This piece came out of my own “it’s not too bad” phase, where I realized my standards for joy were about as ambitious as a potato on a recliner :)