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He had once in a small garden, a young butterfly named Ariel. Its wings possessed a unique and spectacular design, full of various shapes and colors. He stood out for all the butterflies of the place. However, Ariel was not like the other butterflies. She had a doubt that tormented her daily.

While he was standing on a flower, the question was asked: why flight? What is my purpose in life?

The other butterflies saw her and only reaia, they could not understand why Ariel was complexing life in that way. For them flying was as natural as eating and breathing.

However, one day while flying among the petals of the flowers, Ariel met an old beetle called Juan. The old man had an appearance that showed wisdom and knowledge.

This notice that something worried the young butterfly and decided to ask him to know how he could help. What worries you small butterfly? Qiso knowing the beetle.

Ariel I doubt to say, but in the end he decided and replied: I have a doubt. Why flight? What is my reason for being?

The old beetle smiles comprehensively and takes a seat to answer: Butterflies fly because they have to do it. It is in its nature. It's like eating, or breathing.

Ariel stayed thinking about what the old beetle said and answered: but what if I am not good enough?

Juan looked at her tenderly and said: My little one, there is no imperfect butterfly. Each is different, unique and perfect. As well as your. Do not be afraid and fly as high as you can. Doubt will take you along the path of learning and growth.

Ariel stayed thinking about the words of the first beetle Juan, and decided that he would pay attention to him. And despite his doubts, he extended his wings and volume as high as he could, and between each flutter he found the answer he was looking for: she flies because she loves to feel free.

Since then he became the most beautiful butterfly in the garden, not because of his color or the appearance of his wings. But for the tranquility that I achieve when leaving doubt. Sometimes other insects asked him why he flew, to which she replied: flight because I have doubts, and these make me fly high.

Thus, Ariel continues with his dance with heaven and wind, between security and doubt. In the end beauty is not knowing everything, and yet move on, always ahead.

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