Once upon a time an eagle’s egg was found by a farmer. He
thought it was a chicken egg, so he put the egg with the other
eggs in the incubator in the hen house.
thought it was a chicken egg, so he put the egg with the other
eggs in the incubator in the hen house.
Some weeks later that egg hatched. The baby eagle was raised as
a chicken with the other chicks. Along with his chicken peers, he was taught to peck and scratch. He was made to scurry along the ground like the other chickens. He was sternly warned against flying, because chickens don’t really fly, they flutter and fall.
This eagle made a miserable chicken. He didn’t peck well.
He hated scurrying because he was always feeling clumsy
and falling. He was constantly hungry and irritable, because
the chicken feed just couldn’t seem to satisfy him. The other chickens found him disruptive and odd.
He hated scurrying because he was always feeling clumsy
and falling. He was constantly hungry and irritable, because
the chicken feed just couldn’t seem to satisfy him. The other chickens found him disruptive and odd.
After years of struggling to be a normal chicken, this
poor eagle’s self esteem was pretty low. He hated himself.
“Why am I so big, awkward and different?” he often
wondered, “Why can’t I be happy like all the other
chickens here?” “Is this all there is to life?” he
agonized, “Where’s the thrill? Where’s the flow?”
poor eagle’s self esteem was pretty low. He hated himself.
“Why am I so big, awkward and different?” he often
wondered, “Why can’t I be happy like all the other
chickens here?” “Is this all there is to life?” he
agonized, “Where’s the thrill? Where’s the flow?”
He began to do more and more disruptive things just
to get a little hit of excitement. He was starved for
action and adventure – he desperately craved in his
heart that feeling of soaring – only he didn’t even
know what that was – so he tried to compensate by
making his own thrills around the chicken coop,
causing drama and disturbances.
to get a little hit of excitement. He was starved for
action and adventure – he desperately craved in his
heart that feeling of soaring – only he didn’t even
know what that was – so he tried to compensate by
making his own thrills around the chicken coop,
causing drama and disturbances.
Other chickens called him selfish, disordered and a
troublemaker. The poor eagle took it all to heart,
believed them and became depressed.
troublemaker. The poor eagle took it all to heart,
believed them and became depressed.
One day, high overhead the young eagle saw another
eagle soaring in the sky. It took his breath away.
For a moment he felt a surge of recognition. He felt
something inside him stir. He felt more alive than he
had ever felt before.
eagle soaring in the sky. It took his breath away.
For a moment he felt a surge of recognition. He felt
something inside him stir. He felt more alive than he
had ever felt before.
In his excitement he told his family of chickens what
he saw and how he wanted to fly like that too. They
scoffed at him. “Are you nuts?!” “You’re dreaming.”
“Get real. Chickens don’t fly.” “You are being totally
impractical.” “You can’t even cluck and scratch - and
now you think you can fly someday!?” the chickens
chided. “When will you grow up and join the pecking
order of this chicken coop? Why can’t you be more like
your peers? What’s wrong with you?!”
he saw and how he wanted to fly like that too. They
scoffed at him. “Are you nuts?!” “You’re dreaming.”
“Get real. Chickens don’t fly.” “You are being totally
impractical.” “You can’t even cluck and scratch - and
now you think you can fly someday!?” the chickens
chided. “When will you grow up and join the pecking
order of this chicken coop? Why can’t you be more like
your peers? What’s wrong with you?!”
The young eagle was shamed and disheartened. He felt
hopeless and alone as he fell to sleep at night.
hopeless and alone as he fell to sleep at night.
Days later, to his delight, he spotted the soaring bird
and this time it let out the cry of an eagle. The moment
the young eagle raised by chickens heard this cry
something unexpected happened. His body lurched
uncontrollably – his entire being responded automatically
to that eagle’s majestic cry with a powerful eagle cry
of his own. He was astonished. “What just happened?!…
Did that glorious sound come from me? Chickens don’t
make that sound! Only eagles do… Wait…
Only eagles do!”
and this time it let out the cry of an eagle. The moment
the young eagle raised by chickens heard this cry
something unexpected happened. His body lurched
uncontrollably – his entire being responded automatically
to that eagle’s majestic cry with a powerful eagle cry
of his own. He was astonished. “What just happened?!…
Did that glorious sound come from me? Chickens don’t
make that sound! Only eagles do… Wait…
Only eagles do!”
the first time stretched out his wings and flew. Before
he knew it he was soaring. He was no longer imprisoned
by the chicken coop, because he was no longer imprisoned
by the idea that he had to be a chicken.
Nothing could contain him anymore.
A chicken coop can only coop up chickens; it cannot
stop an eagle from soaring – especially once they
hear their call.
Have you heard your call?
Are you a chicken or an eagle?
Are you an eagle pretending you are a chicken?
Are you an eagle being told you are a chicken?
OR are you a chicken pretending to be an eagle????????
