One day, an eagle came to meet a woman, a mother-to-be, and gave her some valuable advice on the art of raising a child. “How are you, human mother?” the eagle asked gently. Surprised by this strange encounter, the woman looked up at him, intrigued. “I’m scared… My baby will be born soon, and so many questions torment me. I want to give him the best, for him to have an easy, beautiful life… but how do I know if I’m on the right track?” The eagle landed very close to her, his gaze wise and profound. “Raising a child has never been easy,” he said. “It’s not a question of comfort, quite the opposite. When my little ones are born, I line the nest with soft feathers and fluffy grass. They find warmth, tenderness, and security there. But when the time comes to learn to fly, I remove everything.” Only the thorns remain. The woman frowned, puzzled.
Thorns? Why make their lives more difficult?
The eagle looked into her eyes and replied calmly:
“Because discomfort encourages change. Thorns prevent them from remaining inactive. They seek elsewhere, question themselves, move. They grow. Comfort teaches them nothing. It is effort that forges flight.”
The woman remained silent, pondering these words, then asked:
“And when they fall? Do you let them crash?”
“No,” replied the eagle with a slight smile. “I throw them into the air. Yes, they fall at first, tossed by the wind, but I catch them. I throw them back, again and again, until they discover their own wings. And one day… they fly. Then I let them go. I don’t hold them back anymore.”
The woman opened her eyes wide, still troubled. “You’re not helping them anymore after that?” “I don’t confuse love with dependence,” the eagle continued. “If I kept them in my nest, overprotected them, I would condemn them to weakness. My children must learn to fly on their own, to face the storms. That’s how life will teach them their own strength.” Touched, the woman placed a hand on her stomach, moved. “So… I have to accept that my child suffers a little?” she asked hesitantly. “It’s not suffering,” said the eagle. “It’s learning. And even if it hurts sometimes, that’s how he’ll become strong. Don’t hold him back. Teach him to fly.” The woman nodded slowly, then watched the eagle drift off into the sky, carried by the wind. “Thank you, Mother Eagle,” she murmured. “Your words are precious.” She continued on her way, her heart calmer, ready to become the mother her child needed: firm, loving, and brave enough to let him fly.
Moral Lesson?
If you want your children to fly high, don’t do everything for them. Don’t keep them locked in a cocoon of comfort. Eagles push their young out of the nest so they can learn to face the world, to fly on their own. Don’t be afraid to see them fall.
Like the eagle, you will be there to catch them… but one day, you will have to let them face the wind. True love is not about stopping them from falling, it’s about teaching them to get back up. It’s about teaching them to fly.
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