21/01/2026
The story of the Eagle and the Eaglet
This is the story of an Eagle who lived in a nest high up in the mountain with her baby (Eaglet). The Eagle had to feed her baby every day, so every morning she would spread her wings and fly from the mountain nest into the sky above leaving her young baby alone as he watched her fly gracefully into the sky in search for food for the day’s meal.
After 3 months of consistently doing this, The day has arrived for the mother eagle to give her baby his first flight lesson.
One morning, she pushed her baby off the cliff, watched him as he fell from the mountain top, The baby immediately finds himself falling to the ground below. He panicked and thought only of death, He tries to grip himself but the more he tries the faster he falls to the ground. Finally, the mother eagle appears just in time before hitting the ground guiding him back to return to the nest on the mountain above.
This happened for 3 days and The Eaglet thought to himself “This is no accident, Surely, Mother wants me dead, I may have become a liability to her, I must find a way to survive”.
On the 4th day, the mother came hoping to do the same, but this time, the Eaglet, determined to survive, pushed himself over, and once out of the nest, He starts to open his wings like he has seen his mother do many times before, when he did this, he immediately found wind current that carried him straight up into the blue sky above, there he saw the mother beaming with a smile and many more others like him. He then understood the lesson.
Note: You see, Life is much like the young eagles trying to learn to fly on their own. We are protected in our young moments of life, fed, clothed and watched over. A day will come, when this job of our parent is finished and the knowledge and inspiration invested in us is expected to be seen in our first flight alone.
It may look like pressure, but this pressure is what you need to discover and refine who you are, labour is induced for a baby to spring forth, Gold is refined in the heat of fire. Open your wings and “Fly Up To The Sky”.
The time cometh,
The time is now.
©Emmanuel Amah
