Change which is resisted feels like violence: violence to the past, and violence to the past as it continues to be expressed in the present. And violence is inconsistent with qualitative growth.
To grow, you must not say “I am growing”, without feeling it as welcome. Better yet, is simply allowing curiosity to express itself, to wonder what comes next, and to find it interesting and challenging in a good, even fun way.
Ideal growth, I might say, is wonder combined with distraction and movement.
This may be true, or true-ish. It is what I feel like saying at the moment.