Recently, I've been thinking that a person's life is actually a constant engagement with "uncertainty."
Just like watching the rise and fall of the cryptocurrency market, I have once felt my heart race at the sight of soaring numbers and lost sleep over plummeting curves. Gradually, I realized that those emotional fluctuations are fundamentally rooted in the fear of "losing control"—we often believe that by grasping a certain trend, we can find stability, forgetting that all external factors have their own rhythm.
In the story of Zhao Changpeng and Bitcoin, perhaps the most touching aspect is not the legend itself, but the ability to maintain clarity amidst the waves. Some chase the latest trends, while others lay the foundation; some are swept up in the ups and downs, while others see the patterns amidst the fluctuations. This is very much like life: you can never predict whether the next turn will bring surprise or challenge, but what you can decide is whether you can keep your footing when you reach that corner.
I slowly understand that true composure is not about avoiding the storms, but learning to adjust your breathing in the midst of them. There’s no need to anxiously fixate on others' trajectories, nor to deny oneself over momentary gains and losses. Like plants taking root, what is visible is the sprawling branches and leaves, while what is unseen is the silent digging down into the soil.
The clamor of the outside world will eventually subside; what remains is a clearer understanding of ourselves and the world through each rise and fall. It turns out that so-called growth is merely the transition from "chasing the wind" to "maintaining one's own rhythm."
