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Every one of us has a comfort zone; a psychological space where one feels safe. Here established a pattern of expectations, between “self” visa-a-vise the out side world. Here communications go smooth. Daily routine go uninterrupted. Even work becomes so much routine, and so much boring. And here the mind is not pressured to think or work much unless faced with a new challenge. Because all of that, here lies a dangerous trap; that is getting used to a fixed routine and imprisoned by it. The zone which once was a comfort mental space becomes over time a prison walls. By the time one discovers this strange shift, the walls have become tall and difficult to overcome. The comfort zone develops a tight grip over ones will and desire to change. It can suffocate every attempt to breath freely in the world outside. So, every time one tries to step outside of his comfort zone, tens of excuses keep him hesitated and tensed. It becomes a struggle that has to be won for ones sanity and psychological health. If one is lucky enough and wins, a grater zone will be awaiting outside. Different peoples, different scenes, different experiences and different and unexpected feelings. All would add up into a fresh sense of self and a greater appreciation of life. Thus a new shift is on the way; the comfort zone goes through a shift: from a psychological prison into an open air museum of beauty.
As I am relaxing and enjoying my getaway from the mobile and the net and television, I meditated on the seductive nature of what we humans consider a “comfort zone”.
Every one of us has a comfort zone; a psychological space where one feels safe. Here established a pattern of expectations, between “self” visa-a-vise the out side world. Here communications go smooth. Daily routine go uninterrupted. Even work becomes so much routine, and so much boring. And here the mind is not pressured to think or work much unless faced with a new challenge. Because all of that, here lies a dangerous trap; that is getting used to a fixed routine and imprisoned by it. The zone which once was a comfort mental space becomes over time a prison walls. By the time one discovers this strange shift, the walls have become tall and difficult to overcome. The comfort zone develops a tight grip over ones will and desire to change. It can suffocate every attempt to breath freely in the world outside. So, every time one tries to step outside of his comfort zone, tens of excuses keep him hesitated and tensed. It becomes a struggle that has to be won for ones sanity and psychological health. If one is lucky enough and wins, a grater zone will be awaiting outside. Different peoples, different scenes, different experiences and different and unexpected feelings. All would add up into a fresh sense of self and a greater appreciation of life. Thus a new shift is on the way; the comfort zone goes through a shift: from a psychological prison into an open air museum of beauty.
As I am relaxing and enjoying my getaway from the mobile and the net and television, I meditated on the seductive nature of what we humans consider a “comfort zone”.
