The Story of the Sculptor and the Marbles; The Boundaries of Your Comfort Zone...

Hi Steemians!

We tend to get defensive when it comes to our most cherished possessions in life. Our home, our family, our circle of friends, our favorite pastimes, etc. are all within the boundaries of our comfort zone.

But our comfort zone is not limited to the things we own or have power on in the physical world. Our mind also has a comfort zone in which the secure state of our consciousness rests. This is the force in your mind that compels you to stop doing an activity or gives you fears and doubts in your decisions and actions.

This is the force that determines what is right and wrong, and what you should and shouldn’t do in order to not disturb its peace or move beyond the boundaries of its tranquility.

Today, I want to tell you the allegorical story of the marbles and the sculptor.

Once upon a time, there was a popular museum that was renowned as a famous tourist spot throughout the world. The most famous piece of work which attracted most of the visitors was a sculpture that was magnificent and splendid to behold.

People from all around the globe came to the museum every year to visit the glorious sculpture.
There came a day when a stone from the ground of the museum started speaking to the sculpture.

‘I never quite understood our difference,’ said the stone:

‘We were both marbles of the same kind. We were mined from the same place. We were taken to the same workshop. But you turned out to be a sight for all, while I am trampled on everyday of my life. You are a statue ornate in glory, and I am an insignificant tile on the ground.’

The statue laughed. ‘Remember the sculptor that fashioned us?’

‘Yes.’ Replied the stone. ‘I always hated him, with all of his tools, constantly changing and shaping us. What painful experience it was!’

‘Well, that is the problem.’ The statue claimed.

‘When first he started working on you, you resisted him and his tools. You were a hard stone that would not give in to be carved. That is why you were thrown away for other uses. Whereas I tolerated the pain of the sharpening tools, and now here I am; a sight for all to behold.’

We are all marbles in this great universe. We go through all sorts of struggles and pains, but we decide if we would be willing to become statues of splendor or tiles to be trampled on.

Do you want to live an existence of glory, or just a tool and a means for everyone else to get to the place they want?

How much are we tolerant against the tools of the great sculptor of our lives?

Are we willing to get out of our comfort zones and bear the struggles of everyday life in order to achieve greatness?

At the end of the day, it is up to you to decide on how to use the marble of your life!