If you’re reading this, you are the richest man/woman alive: You have life!
You’re free as a bird. Fly! Sing! Look around you. Your eyes are able to see colors that most other animals are blind to. Right now, no matter who you are or where you are or where you’re going, you’re alive. And that’s a wonderful thing.
Don’t spend all your time sitting on telephone wires, watching other birds fly by you to see how you stack up. You might not have the brightest feathers or the prettiest song, but you breathe the same air. Your heart pumps just like theirs.
Just like Da Vinci, Einstein, Dickens, Michelangelo, Curie — you have that same feeling, that consciousness, that unique blend of neurons and chemical reactions, that thump-thump-thump in your chest that sets you apart from everything else in the universe.
Something about you — no matter how seemingly insignificant you think you are — is exceptional. Deep down, you know that’s true.
Every single one of your ancestors fought and toiled and sacrificed to give you the greatest gift of all; don’t waste it wondering whether the world would be nicer to a sparrow or a crow. Anyone who’s anyone knows that you didn’t get to choose. Don’t waste your time.
But whatever do, don’t fly into a cage. It doesn’t matter if it’s the nicest cage in the whole world. It could be forged out of pure gold and lined with diamonds. It doesn’t matter: it’s still a cage.
The owner could promise you food every day, a beautiful companion to keep you company, all the grooming you desire until your feathers are the talk of the town — it’s still a cage.
Getting locked up isn’t any different from not living at all.
If you let someone take away your freedom, you let them slowly drain you of your most valuable asset.
So often those cages aren’t physical.
Don’t be afraid to spread your wings because you think you’re already locked up.