The choice you have today, is to define for yourself, the definition of freedom." This choice is far tougher than dealing with winds that will toss you around. You have a choice, one which I know you will make wisely, this choice is far tougher than dealing with creatures trying to make you their prey. ![]() You see, freedom isn't measured by what boundaries surround you, but by what boundaries you have inside. I came in here because I knew you were going to be here, I came here because I knew, what you wanted out of life, and what you really dreamed your life could be. The New Fly said "The world will tell you that the place for flies is out there, among the grass, the trees and the flowers, yet some how, you find comfort in this environment. The fly thought, how could this fly know what I am thinking? You can choose to see the outside world as something that you desire, or you can see it as full of peril, in either choice, you are correct" The New Fly continued "Now, you may wonder, if this is real, or all some sort of a dream, the choice it truly yours. The fly thought what strange thought for a fly, am I dreaming this or is it real? When we are faced with something new, our habits tell us to return to what was, never thinking if this is the best, or only familiar." "We each have an opportunity to look at our lives from a perspective of familiar things. "My Friend, you are on a path that very few know about, or care to learn". Just as fly got close, the new fly began to speak. The new fly showed a great respect for its life journey. There was something different about this new fly that the fly couldn't really describe what it was. Then as if by magic, another fly comes through the open door. The fly thought and thought, wondering what should I do. The voice that takes quiet reflection of the quest. The kind of voice, for many the labors of the world drown out. Why do I not like, or enjoy where I am right this moment?Īs the fly thought, and flew with the greatest of ease, it heard a quite voice inside. There were lights, and water and shelter in a thousand different directions. No creatures that saw its only value as prey. No winds to toss around at the whim of the wind. It then took a short tour of the area that it was in. It thought quite clearly, what does freedom mean?Īs the fly pondered this new revelation, it thought back to the days of being outside.Īll the days of peril, contrary winds and creatures who's whole life existence depended on devouring flies. While the fly pondered going through the door, or going out the window. One hour of thinking can save us weeks of unnecessary work. Let us try and find out easier way of working. Let us find out ways to improve how we do things. Let us spend some time and "think" about what we are doing. They just won't think the way achievers think. They will never be able to travel the world or quit their jobs.īut why won't most people succeed? Because they won't do the things that successful people do. They will never be able to become a part of the elite Internet marketing group and enjoy their beautiful lifestyle. They will keep hitting against the window, but never try to look for the doorĪnd sadly, they will never achieve the freedom that they want. MOST Internet marketers are like that fly. When I read this story, it really struck me hard. Just a shift in thoughts could have easily given our friend the freedom it so badly desired. The fly did not even try to look for that door. ![]() Just a few seconds of flying time could get it what it wanted - FREEDOM! If it continued doing what it was doing, it would die a sad death on the window sill.Īcross the room, just a few feet away, there was an open door. But no matter what, it was impossible for it to try hard enough to achieve that break-through. ![]() The fly believed that going through the window was the only way to get to the land of dreams. The whining wings were telling the poignant story of the fly's strategy - ' try harder.' Our fly was so desperate to become free, that it tried harder and harder to break through the glass. It could see lots of other flies outside enjoying complete freedom. This fly was hitting against the glass of a closed window, trying to get out of the room, into the beautiful world outside. Long time ago I read a beautiful story of a fly in a room.
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