… The cocoon lay motionless for a long time without changes. But one day a small hole appeared in the cocoon.
An accidentally passing man stopped and began to observe what would happen to the cocoon. The man stood for hours and watched the butterfly trying to get out through this small crevice.
A long time passed, the butterfly seemed to have stopped its efforts, and the hole remained the same small.
It seemed that the butterfly had done everything it could and that he had no more strength for anything else.
Then the man decided to help the butterfly: he took a penknife and cut the cocoon.
Butterfly immediately went out. But her body was weak and feeble, her wings were undeveloped and barely moving.
The man continued to watch, thinking that the butterfly’s wings were about to get stronger, and he could fly.
Nothing has happened. The rest of the life the butterfly dragged its weak body along the earth, its wings unfocused.
He could not fly.
And all because of a man, wanting to help him, and that he had not understood that the effort to get out through a small hole in a cocoon is necessary for a butterfly.
It is necessary for itself, having gathered all its forces, grow, develop, grow stronger, destroy the walls of the cocoon and fly
Sometimes it is the effort that is necessary for us in life.
If we were allowed to live without encountering difficulties, we would be deprived.
We could not be as strong as now. We could never fly…