To be an Eagle in a world of Crows

To be an Eagle in a world of crows.

I live on a mountain cliff, overlooking several valley's, around 2300 metres above sea level. The weather is usually on the cooler side. So once in a while when the sun comes out. Relaxing on the mountain grass, overlooking the view, with the sunlight gently massaging your skin is pure ecstasy!

One time when I was doing so. My usual communion with the sun, my symbol of the source. I noticed an eagle gliding with grace and two crows crowing and heckling the eagle. Although the eagle couldn't have been bothered. The crows were adamant to disturb it by getting a little physical. Flying closer and snapping at the eagle, trying to pluck some of its feathers off.

The eagle was larger and obviously stronger. Although it was agitated, occasionally threatening the crows with a snap or two. It's over all body language was smooth, balanced and graceful. It kept gliding through the same trajectory. Unwaivered in direction.

I wondered at that moment, that had the eagle really wanted. It could've finished off the crows in two moves. Or, at least caused some serious damage! However, it was patient, resilient and tuned into its own very nature. Knowing that eventually, the outer disturbance would fade off...and it did. The crows, exhausted, gave up after a while.

I've never noticed this behaviour with any other animal or bird. Crows often delight in heckling eagles or kites often imitating them in flight. Attacking single eagles when they are in groups. Lions, for instance, have low-tolerance. If bothered, by any nuisance, they immediately react. Tearing off the heads of hyenas or other hecklers.

But the Eagle displays quite a unique attitude. It doesn't bother wasting any of its energy on anything other than what it's focussed on. Gliding through the same trajectory, that it was set on, in the first place. Effortless Focus.

If you watch these birds of prey. They have an intuition and a deeper sense unlike any other.

Sometimes, I just gaze out wide-eyed. When they remain at one spot in the air. Surfing the currents of wind just by shifting the angle of their wings. Sometimes just tilting their position, by a minute delicate bit. As the breeze just supports them 1000's of metres up in the sky. Defying gravity. At ease.

Maintaining a steady vision. Its as if, all the disturbance in wind currents conspired to support this majestic bird.

For an eagle, in a world of crows. Everything around it, all the perceived disturbances are just a means for it to reinforce its attention and focus.

How could we use that in the real world...as we know it