Myth of the
Phoenix
There
is no actually a proven fact about the phoenix flying from its ashes. I do not
even know if there is such a bird. However, I know that in life there comes a
time where you need to act like one. Be able get up from your ashes and fly. We
stumble and fall at some point. Be it a smashing hard one or even the little
one like slipping from your chair. Nevertheless, in the end it all depends on
how reflexive we can act. If not a real fast one, it is a given that we will
turn to ashes. May be we have not even realized that we have fallen just yet.
We thought we are standing strong like the mountains of the earth enjoying the
clouds flying over our heads. Reality heats at some point that we are neither
standing nor enjoying the clouds. When that moment comes, do we need to stay
where we are or do we need to get up and fly from the ashes of our pathetic
life?
Like the poet wrote,
“If winter is here, can spring be far behind?” if we realized our fall, can our
rising back take too long? I know rising up is not easy. It is not as if one
can do it in a blink of an eye. It might take months or may be even years. We
may even look around for someone to help us get back up. Hold our hands and
give us a pull. We might not find that someone. None of those people whom we
put our trust on might be around. May be they themselves have fallen or they
have forgotten all about us because we were down for too long. It might feel
like water is everywhere, but we could not find a drop to drink. Now chances
are to find something strong to help us get back up. Like a child learning to
walk for the first time holds on to materials around, we have to find that
material of ours to help us learn walk again. I know there is this huge feeling
of accomplishment and independence in doing so - in finding that material and
walking. What better feeling can we ask for than feeling independent and
accomplished? Now we can shout to the world “the phoenix has risen again!”
Have a safe
flight!
