Categories
Self-Development

How do you teach an eagle how to fly?

This is one of the chapters in my series “The Good For Nothing Boy”

THE FLIGHT

“Good-for-nothing!” How many among us felt as though we were good-for-nothing and unwanted? How many among us ever felt without a purpose in life? Today, I will tell you one of the chapters of the story of a little boy who felt the same way. Together with his firely friend, let us join him in his search for his purpose as he journeys over strange and distant lands and as he miraculously uncovers his worth, his mission, and his heart.

It was raining hard that day and the little boy found himself running desperately for shelter. With the firefly cupped in his hands, he tried to make his way farther up the mountains. There used to be lots of trees there, but now, the land is almost barren. The path was slippery, and the boy often tripped as he ran.

“Are you all right in there?” he asked the firefly cupped in his hands.

“Still alive, boy; still alive,” replied the firefly.

“Just a little while more. I think I see something ahead.”

“I’m glad to hear that. I could hardly breathe in here. Where have all the trees gone anyway?” the firefly asked.

“They say they were used to make houses and many other things,” the boy replied.

“Well there are no houses here, that’s for sure. I wish they made some, too, for fireflies like me.”

“I don’t think they do that, you know.”

“Well if they can’t do that, they might as well leave some trees here,” cried the firefly.

“Yeah, I guess that’s fair enough.”

Suddenly, a mighty lightning struck and almost hit them had the boy not docked just in time! Crawling, firefly still in his hands, he tried to reach what seemed like a cave in the middle of the barren land.

“Whew, that was close!” the firefly sighed with relief.

“Indeed, too close. I’m glad we found this cave. We can stay here until the storm is over.”

Tired with the day’s ordeal, they slept deeply through the night, not knowing where or what they have gotten themselves into.

“Little boy, wake up! The cave is moving!”

“Wh – what? You might be dreaming, get some more sleep – “

“But the cave is really moving. Wake up!” the firefly insisted as he hovered near the boy’s ear.

Just then, the boy was awakened by the sudden gush of wind that chilled him to the bones.

“Whoossh! Whhooossshh!”

“What’s that?!” He could not believe his eyes. For right there where he thought the cave had been, is the biggest eagle he’s ever seen!

“No, please don’t go,” a gentle voice suddenly spoke. “I have no intention of harming you or your friend.”

“How – how can we be sure?” asked the trembling firefly.

“Look here.” And they saw that the eagle was tied to the ground.

“I have not gone anywhere since I was tied here. All that I ever asked of strangers was to get me some food from the nearby forest. As you can see, I can’t provide for my own needs. If you would be willing, I shall be very thankful for you both.”

“I am willing,” said the boy.

“I – I – well I – if you say so!” said the firefly.

And so everyday, the little boy gathered food from the forest to offer to the giant eagle. Everyday, they ate together and became really good friends.

“Was it really long ago since you were tied here?” asked the boy.

“Yes, I was just a little eagle. Some hunter caught me, for some reason though, he did not return.”

“And have you?”

“Oh yes, I did try to break away, but I’ve found my efforts futile that one day I resigned to accept my fate.”

“But – but as you said, you were just a little eagle then. Now you’re so big I believe you can already break away. I would really like to help you, but I’m just too little to be able to cut these chains. I know you can do it yourself.”

“I don’t know, little boy. I have failed so many times. And even if I could break loose, I don’t even know if I could still fly. Wouldn’t it be more shameful to see a free eagle who can’t fly?”

“But wouldn’t you want to see your family again? Wouldn’t you want to meet new friends and see new things? I know there are lots of things on the other side of the mountain, not to mention the other side of the sea. For an eagle as big as you, I’m sure there are lots of things in store if you would only try. If only I were an eagle, I wouldn’t give up no matter how many times I fail.”

“You made it sound so easy that I’m tempted to do it,” the eagle said.

“Don’t just be tempted, giant eagle. Do it! I want to see you free and soaring high!”

“It – it may be possible…”

“Yes, it’s possible!”chorused the boy and the firefly.

“Could you help me then?”

“Of course we will! I can’t teach you how to fly, you must discover it yourself. But we will support you. We will.”

“Thanks, I hope I make it this time.”

“You will! I guess you should start by practicing to flap your wings everyday. And when your wings are strong enough, maybe we can begin the real test.”

After weeks of preparation, the moment has come for the eagle and his friends.

“I’m quite nervous,” the eagle said.

“Don’t be! We’re right behind you.”

And so with one final breath, the eagle flapped his wings and tried to break loose. “Whoooosshh!” Everything seemed to be going so well, the eagle was rising when all of a sudden, fear struck him, he lost his balance and fell!

“I knew I couldn’t do it. I knew I couldn’t.”

“Giant eagle, you must believe you can do it. There is no other way. Each failure brings us closer to the dreams we have. I have an idea! I will give you something to say to yourself while you’re practicing. All this time, we’ve been practicing your wings, but we forgot to practice your mind. If we are to accomplish anything, we must first be able to visualize it like it’s almost real, in our minds.”

And so the boy gave the eagle the secret words to be uttered to himself; words he must believe and trust until the time comes when both wings and mind become ready to try again.

That time came. The eagle flapped his wings once more. And this time, with such strength and conviction he never thought he had. He kept on reciting the words the boy taught him as he tried to break loose and fly.

SOARING HIGH

Why should I be afraid to fly?

And why should I be afraid to try?

When I was born to meet the sky –

I was born to meet the sky and fly!

I may fall once,

I may fall twice,

I may fall so many times

But I will not fall always!

I will try again and again and fly!

Spread your wings now

Get ready!

Let go of your fears

As you leave the ground –

Be prepared now, steady

You’re getting better,

You’re flying stronger

You’re soaring higher up the sky!

Suddenly, the eagle was able to break loose and soar high up in the sky; so high that the boy knew the eagle can now fend for himself. It is now time for him to move on and seek his own sky.

This article was was written by Jocelyn Soriano at ITAKEOFFHEMASK.COM

You are free to republish this post in your website or email as long as proper recognition is given to the author and a link back to the site ITAKEOFFTHEMASK.COM is provided.

Related post THE SAD FLOWER

Categories
Self-Development

TO DREAM AGAIN

beginit

Tell me what is the most difficult part of dreaming. Finding your dream? Persisting in reaching for them? At times my friend, these are not the most difficult part. At times my friend, it is that part when you let go of the dream you’ve worked so hard for, so you can dare to dream another dream.

It isn’t easy to dream again, and to leave behind everything you’ve accomplished. But life goes on, and it cannot go on by holding on to the things you know will not lead you farther in your journey. Each of us was borne to accomplish the task which only we can perform. The world awaits us to perform it. The world awaits us to find out what it is and dream again.

To Dream Again

(an original song composition by Jocelyn Soriano)

I.
You’ve come so far from where you wanna go
and you reached the dreams you’ve made some time ago
as you walk along the shore
seems you couldn’t ask for more
yet the restless sea is calling you
to go and dream once more

Chorus:
What lies ahead
what lies across that restless sea
is there something that my heart should find
or someone waiting just for me
oh how would I know
I’ll never know unless I try
I’ll never know unless I dream again
with you Lord by my side

II.
You’ve wished upon a star sometime ago
yet there are millions more just waiting for your call
as you walk beneath the moon
someone waits to see you soon
and you know that you can even dance
as you build your dreams once more

Categories
Self-Development

Risk and Moving Mountains

One thing I’ve learned in being an auditor is the ability to quickly assess the risks that exists and the possible means by which to eradicate or mitigate them. Give me a situation and in less than five seconds, I can start enumerating the risks involved. Give me 30 seconds and I may even be able to classify those risks according to likelihood of happening or the materiality of the consequences possible. Very handy skill, isn’t it? Could save you millions right? Right. Could make you lose millions, right? Right as well!You ask how that could happen? Here’s a simple illustration. If you are to go into a business with only a one percent chance of clicking and you plan on investing your hard earned money all in that basket, you can definitely thank me when I tell you that slim, almost nil percentage of success, and save you from losing all of your money. On the other hand, if you could’ve actually made it among that one percent who succeed, then you can also blame me for scaring you so much and making you lose such a great opportunity.

But of course, you would never have known that unless you risked it. And had you risked it and profited among that one percent, you’d have been so happy you won’t blame anyone anymore. You’d just thank yourself for following your instincts instead of following statistics.

What I’m saying is this: there are very real risks that we should be aware of, but then there are some things which we can make real despite of all the risks involved!

Stated in another way, follow statistics if you want to play it safe, if you just want to take a chance, if you don’t have the tenacity and the willpower to push yourself beyond what you’ve always done and accomplished. If you don’t think miracles can’t happen anymore, if you find it difficult to follow a different drummer, by all means see the risks before you and get out of their way.

But if you feel deep down in your heart that this is what you really wanted to do, and if you believe you will do everything within your power to reach it, with a burning desire to accomplish all that you have set out to do, if you really believe you can move mountains, then I salute you and give you my utmost respect.

You are one of the few who can make things happen. You belong to that one percent of people the other 99 percent should be wary of. Because if you ever get in their way, the tables of possibilities would’ve already been turned. Chances are that it is the 99 who would give way for you, for the one who knows definitely, and believes whole heartedly where he is going.

Faith works like that. Faith sees the way despite the many obstacles that others see. Faith is certain. Its voice is calm and sure, confident that the things it perceives will happen and become a reality.

Risks may tell you how difficult a path to be taken will be, but it is only faith that will get you across to where your heart desires to go. No mountain can ever stop you, for by faith even the waters of the sea can be parted, and even the mountains that stand in the way can be moved!

Categories
Self-Development

Feeling sad amongst a joyous crowd

Have you ever felt lonely amongst a joyous crowd? Have you ever attended a lively party feeling down within, almost sinking in that sad little corner where nobody even notices you?

I’ve attended one such party during my college days. There were games, food, music and everything else a party has to have, except my heart it seems, which doesn’t really belong there. I remember one game where a team had to guess the name of the person by looking at the drawings of their teammate. When they had to draw something to describe me, they drew a book, and there was an immediate correct answer – me!

It was supposed to be a compliment, but somehow, I felt rather frustrated. How I wished I were known by other things: by a song perhaps, or by a fancy hairdo, or by a big heart and a nice sweet smile. I guess I didn’t want to die someday and be remembered only as the one who topped her class in academics. I wanted to be remembered as a real person, someone that mattered, someone that made a difference in another person’s life.

But in that party, I felt as though I didn’t matter at all. I could have just stayed in a corner all through the party, and the party could’ve just went on fine, lacking nothing whatsoever.

Maybe nobody noticed what’s going on inside me. Maybe they were too caught up in their fun. Or maybe I lacked the skill to participate, and I didn’t give myself the chance to belong.

All I’m certain of was that it’s been one awful time for me, and it took me many years to have the confidence to join, to play, and to dance again.

I really can’t remember now what helped me overcome that kind of social awkwardness. Maybe I got to be more confident in the person I truly am. Maybe I know my worth better now, that I am not just the books I read nor the grades that I make.

Maybe too, I got to know people better, and I got to know people who believed in me and saw the beautiful things in me. Maybe I got to know people whose warm acceptance made me feel okey to make mistakes, even to act like a fool sometimes.

The world is full of joyous parties, but in many of them, there are lonely hearts unnoticed, sitting in a corner, wishing to go home and cry to their pillows that seem to hear their cries better than most people do.

If you are one of those people, know that it’s alright to go home sometimes rather than mingle with those who do not understand what you’re going through. You can’t pretend you’re happy just because you’re there. Pray instead and find healing, go where you can be understood, and then go back when you can face the world with a true smile shining from your heart.

But if you are one of those who really enjoy the party, if you’re one of those having the greatest time of your life, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to look once in a while at that sad little corner. You may just find someone trying to reach out but is unable to. You may just make another person smile, and in so doing, find your dances more enjoyable, your happiness more complete.

Categories
Self-Development

Why Are We Lonely?

Loneliness it seems is the disease afflicting the modern society. Today, more than ever, people feel alone. Amidst the crowded street one walks on to everyday, amidst the busy offices one works into, amidst the cellphones, the chatrooms and the laptops, the barrier between oneself and others seems to be getting ever bigger and stronger each day.Why do we feel lonely? Why do we feel as though we have nobody to count on to but ourselves?

Is it because of our broken families? Is it because of the homes that just aren’t there anymore? Homes that should have sheltered us from the harsh weather outside? Homes that should have made us feel secure? That we have some place to go to where we belong? Where we are awaited to be received in warmth? Where we can take off our masks and cry our tears without them being judged or condemned, but accepted and honored, loved and understood?

Is it because of the dissolution of our rural communities? Communities where neighbors personally know each other? Where neighbors care to listen and to assist us whenever our chores seem too difficult to carry out? Neighbors we can ask for an extra ganta of rice, a fresh egg, or a newly harvested vegetable? We moved to cities and we lived in condominiums housing thousands of people, but we didn’t know that what we really moved into are just small boxed spaces enclosed by thick walls which no caring neighbor can ever penetrate.

Is it because of our jobs? Jobs that require the utmost kind of concentration that does nothing but isolate us in the process? Jobs that promote survival of the fittest instead of teamwork; kissing asses and elbowing our way to the top instead of helping one another rise up and grow?

Is it because of our ambitions? Ambitions that force us to climb the social ladder by creating networks that eat up our time? Networks of people who are not at all interested in us, but are interested only in what we can do for them instead?

Is it the structured ways we organize our lives like computers: creating clubs here and there, hobbies here and there, gym memberships here and there, offering us everything it seems, except authentic friendships and genuine families that care for the real person deep within our cool façade? Even churches seem to be filled with more and more activities and projects, longer lists of accomplishment reports that make it even harder for people to feel they can keep up with everything that are expected of them. Some church groups grow so fast that they require the constant regrouping and restructuring of people, uprooting them just when they are starting to make a lasting bond with another soul.

Maybe the happiest time we can even remember are the times we were in school, with our buddies, with our teachers, with our friends who know us all by heart. Those people who know our dreams and who believe in us enough to inspire us to go reach them however hard the road ahead seems to be. We would laugh with these people, and we know that when they laugh as well, they are truly laughing with us, rejoicing with us and enjoying the foolish jokes we share. We would cry with these people, and we know that when they cry too, they’re crying because they hurt with us, because they care for our hearts the way they care for their own.

When we grew up however, when we learned from seemingly clever people how life should be lived, we have left each other’s company, in exchange for robots and zombies who know us not.

Time passed by and those clever people made us watch those movies where happy endings where found in our ONE TRUE LOVE. We desired for that love. We longed for it, hungered for it so much, believing it is the only way to be happy again, to have somebody we can call our own.

But they failed us, too. They cheated on us and betrayed us. They were not the kind of heroes we believed them to be. And when they did, our world falls apart and we are left once more in the dark.

We are lonely once again, and we know not how we can ever get up again. Because this time, those clever people can’t give us another bright idea to follow. Those clever people can’t seem to come up with another illusion for us to chase. There is only one true love, they say. And if you can’t find them, poor you, you’re damned!

This time however, we start to have doubts. We start to think again. We remember our mistakes and we recognize the person we really are.

We begin to ponder on what life is really all about, and what things in life can really make us happy. We recognize our deep need for family, our deep need for a friend. Those people we have ignored along the way, thinking they will always be there, thinking what we’re trying to reach for are the things that really matter in life.

And we begin to understand. We were lonely not because we were alone, but because we chose to. We chose to move and to reach for things, which cannot truly satisfy us. We chose not to recognize the people we have because they were not the perfect kind we were looking for. We chose to believe we do not have the things we need. We chose to believe we shouldn’t be happy. We even chose to believe there is no God, the only One who has always been there for us, the One who will never ever leave us no matter what!

We can choose to believe that it is never too late to start believing in the right things. We can choose to believe that there are people who care for us, that there is a Father in heaven who watches over us, and that there are many people in need of other people, people we can reach out to if only we can believe we can still forget our loneliness, that we can still touch one another’s soul, and that finally, we can still go back where we always wanted to be – HOME!