What Endures

Fortitude is not granite. Granite shatters. Fortitude is closer to a tree in a high wind — rooted, and therefore free to move. The fool mistakes rigidity for strength. The wise learn that the strong thing bends without breaking and returns without resentment.

What endures has always endured. The trees outside your window were old before your grandfather was born, and they knew how to stand in storms before any philosopher wrote a word about standing in storms. The philosophy is a translation of what they already knew.

Learn to stand like them. Not by stiffening. By being so rooted that motion does not frighten you.