Bumblebee Effect

Rusty Philip

I have a Parrot named Rusty who is missing half a wing. The hunter that caught him in the wilds must have decided this was the only way to prevent his escape.

Rusty doesn’t know that he is incapacitated in any way. You should see him spread out what is left of his wings, the pride on his face, the majesty of it –even with its missing part- and the powerful whoosh of air as he beats the wings against his body.

Should I open the cage at one such moment, Rusty would probably take off into the air- believing in his heart that this is the natural thing to do. And who knows, he just might make it.

Bumblebees on the other hand have practised the act of making the impossible possible since the beginning of time. Aerodynamically speaking, Bumblebees cannot fly-should not be able to fly-are grounded totally. The ratio of their body weight to their wings is disproportionate. Science says Bumblebees can’t fly. But hey, nobody told the Bumblebee that. When God made him, he looked up into the sky, looked at the work he had to do to survive and took off from the ground to get it done. He didn’t ask anyone if they thought he should be able to fly. He knew in his heart that he could.

Permission seeking has killed far too many dreams and potentials around us. Nobody has all the answers, and I seriously doubt that anybody is created to do so (except Google : )). We are all a part of a big puzzle with our own unique ways and visions. We have a part to play, a duty to perform to this world in order to complete our part of the puzzle but we’ll never get it done unless we take a leaf from the Bumblebee.

Like Joseph Campbell says- The priviledge of a lifetime is being what you are