Why “Bird From An Egg”?

Ever loved something and you don’t really know why? Like an old Christmas advert you don’t ever remember seeing from your childhood? One that somehow, for some unknown reason, holds a sentiment, a melancholy feel, that you just can’t shake? And every time you think about it, or see it, or hear the music from it, you just get filled with warm fuzzy “at home” feelings? Well, that’s what Bird From An Egg is for me.

Peter Pan and Bird From An Egg

Those not familiar with Peter Pan may not recognise it. Those who have read Peter Pan still may not recognise it. But it is, indeed, a reference to a quote from JM Barrie’s beloved tale.

“I’m youth, I’m joy, I’m a little bird that has broken out of the egg.”

Peter Pan is the eternal child. He cannot grow up – he physically can’t and chooses not to. He literally goes against every constraint, every fact of life that we know to be true — he forgoes the ageing process (ah, if only!) & stays what he is, how he is, who he is, eternally. He is meant to be one thing; instead he is another.

What does it mean to me?

I think of the egg as a box.

For most — if not all — of our lives, we are forced into boxes. The “pretty one”, the “smart one”, the “creative one”, the “one who will never get a boyfriend”, the “she just can’t say no” one, the “athletic one”, the “religious one”, the “geeky one”, the “fat one”, the “hippy one” and on and on and on it goes.

You can be boxed in by gender constraints, age, race, culture. You can be boxed in by your hair colour and choice of lip gloss. You can be boxed in by how many children you have/don’t have & how often you eat carbs, whether you’re a Vegan or a Carnivore or live on a farm or in a council house. The world is trying to box us in — to make us into only one thing. Isn’t that terrible?

Peter Pan is not boxed, or “egged”, in. He doesn’t conform. He isn’t obligated to be anything other than what he wants to be — who he is. He has “broken” free.

To be broken.

I was reading about the meaning of the word broken and one thing struck me: it said that for something be broken, it has to become or be made “inoperative”. It can’t work anymore. It is no longer operational.

Bird From An Egg is a place where I (& you if you come along for the journey!) don’t have to be boxed in. It’s a place where our box can be smashed to pieces, ripped up and thrown into the recycling bin to be made into something new.

We can make those old boxes, stereotypes, expectations, inoperable and obsolete. We can choose who we want to be and, more importantly, be who we are meant to be.

Be a bird.

Be free to fly.

Throw off your constraints, break out of that shell and spread your wings.

Be a little bird and break out of your egg.

Like Peter.

Like me.

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