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The Middle Path

All too often, we encounter situations that provoke fear or disgust, and instead of responding with thoughtfulness, we instinctively swing to the opposite extreme. Rather than pausing to understand the underlying issues or approaching them with balance, we react impulsively, believing that distancing ourselves as much as possible is the safest course of action.

Ironically, this approach often leads us straight into the very situation we were trying to avoid — only in a slightly altered form. In our attempt to escape one perceived danger, we blindly run into another, failing to realise that both are merely different sides of the same coin.

Take, for example, the way people react to financial hardship. Many witness others struggling under the weight of debt, losing their assets, or even facing bankruptcy. The sight of such instability fuels their determination to avoid the same fate, leading them to adopt an extreme approach to financial security. They dedicate themselves obsessively to work, saving every penny, and planning meticulously for the future. While these habits are often seen as prudent, taken too far, they can become a prison of their own making.

In their relentless pursuit of financial stability, they inadvertently rob themselves of the joys of the present. They decline experiences that bring happiness, avoid any expenditure that isn't strictly necessary, and prioritise accumulation over fulfilment. Over time, they become enslaved by money in a way not so different from those who fall into financial ruin — despite believing they were doing the exact opposite.

The same dynamic plays out in countless other areas of life. People who were raised in chaotic households may grow into adults who crave control so obsessively that they struggle to adapt to change. Others who have seen relationships fall apart due to emotional dependency might go to the opposite extreme — avoiding intimacy altogether for fear of losing themselves in another person.

Avoidance, however, is not the same as wisdom. True understanding comes from recognising patterns, not just rejecting them. When we allow past experiences — or our fear of them — to dictate our choices without reflection, we risk trading one set of limitations for another.

Balance lies not in running from what we fear but in understanding its causes and learning how to navigate them wisely. Only by embracing this perspective can we avoid the pitfalls of extremes and find a path that leads to true freedom and fulfilment.

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