When I was a boy a neighbor gave me a baby crow. After the crow was about half grown I decided that he needed to learn to fly. I climbed a ladder to the top of our house with my crow named "Rocket". Then I dropped him over the side. He fell, then flapped his wings, and landed safely. I repeated the process six or seven times until, finally instead of landing, Rocket flew over to a tree. He now knew how to fly!
An eagle that lives in the mountains does much the same with its young. When the time is right the mother eagle literally tears the nest apart and forces the eaglets to go plummeting toward the earth. Before the eaglet hits the ground the mother eagle will catch the eaglet and bear it up on its wings. The process is repeated until the eaglets can fly. Because the nest has been destroyed the eaglets are forced to begin their own lives.
Have you ever been safe and secure then suddenly your nest has been destroyed? Sometimes somebody, just like the mother eagle, must nudge us out of our comfort zone. It isn't always pleasant but then we do want to learn how to fly don't we? Actually eagles don't fly they soar on the currents of wind. We want to be able to soar as well on the wind.
~ Ed Wrather
The hardest thing in life to learn is which bridge to cross and which to burn.
~ David Russell