The Bird's Nest

There it is. Sitting right there. Precariously holding on to its perch. Made from sticks, bits of cloth, some dirt, some string, and perhaps some tattered pieces of yesterday’s news. Yet it can withstand wind, rain and intruders which is a testament to the engineering of its design. From an assortment of odds and ends, something beautifully strong is created.

Then the waiting begins. Day after day. Night after night. Nothing happens. It just sits there.

Suddenly (it seems) a crack. A movement. Whatever had been going on inside is now working with all its might to get out. That cramped space unable to hold together any longer, gives way. From warm and secure to a much larger world. Suddenly there is competition - for food and attention. One moves another aside to make room. Growing stronger by the minute, learning while watching, and gathering up the courage to take a big leap.

And when that happens, the nest remains. Still strong, still secure. Waiting to begin again.

We see all kinds of parallels with the life of a nest. The most obvious being the family. Parents providing a loving, secure home for their children to grow up in. For them to stretch their wings and learn about the world. Then, when they are ready, to take flight and find their own way, their own nests.

Perhaps you can see the birth of a business in this story. The entrepreneur, meticulously building a place from which to grow a company and the people who are part of it until the point where it takes on a life of its own. Sending architects of ideas out into the world.

 It is like an idea? One that is cultivated carefully then fed to the hungry masses. And once ingested is taken away to be spread throughout the land? Each one now singing a slightly different song.

Or maybe, maybe it’s just a nest.