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Soar Like an Eagle

A man found an eagle’s egg and put it in a nest of a barnyard hen.

The eaglet hatched with the brood of chicks and grew up with them.

All his life the eagle did what the barnyard chicks did, thinking

he was a barnyard chicken. He scratched the earth for worms and

insects. He clucked and cackled. And he would thrash his wings and fly

a few feet into the air.

Years passed and the eagle grew very old. One day he saw a

magnificent bird above him in the cloudless sky. It glided in graceful

majesty among the powerful wind currents, with scarcely a beat of its

strong golden wings.

The old eagle looked up in awe. “Who’s that?” he asked.

“That’s the eagle, the king of the birds,” said his neighbor. “He

belongs to the sky. We belong to the earth—we’re chickens.” So the

eagle lived and died a chicken, for that’s what he thought he was.

The eagle had been domesticated. He allowed himself to believe what others said about him. He had forgotten to listen to his own spirit. He forgot who he truly was. We do the same thing when we allow ourselves to be domesticated; when we listen to what others are saying and not to our own inner most thoughts. The soul knows the truth.

We are all born with a divine spark, but we have forgotten our true self. Don’t let yourself be domesticated. Embrace the divine within. Remember, we are all called to be saints. We were made by our creator to be a saint. We were made to soar with the eagles. All that is needed is to want it. God will make you what he created you to be, just consent to let him do it. All you have to do is desire it.

Let go, step into your own power and soar.

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