Often times we feel a glass dome has been placed atop our lives. And every time we want to grow, we bump into a boundary that restricts our momentum. We try but each time fail to escape this prison. Eventually, we feel subdued and surrender to the supremacy of the dome.

Not long after we submit, turbulence starts to kick up outside the dome. As the days go by it gets bigger and denser. Until one day it turns into a dark and ominous storm that envelops the entire world outside, endlessly swirling in a great mass, a constant chaos awaiting to crash onto our life.

Seeing that the dome is the only protection that stands between us and the storm, we suddenly come to appreciate its existence. What was once an encumbrance to growth now becomes a guardian of our life.

We grow to feel secure within its bounds. Every time we get an urge to expand we invariably first glance at the sky and when we see the churning storm outside we are convinced to not venture out into the dark unknown, and that our decision to abandon growth and expansion is sane.

Thus that becomes our way of life and we forever remain tamed within the dome. Never able to expand or grow.