Across cultures and through many eras, the eagle has been a symbol of power and strength. Ancient Greek and Roman mythology believed the eagle to be messenger to the highest gods, and Zeus took on the form of a sacred eagle to take control of thunder and lightning.
Native Americans called eagles "the master of the skies" and considered eagles to be medicine birds that communicated with the gods for spiritual and physical healing. Pueblo Indians associated the eagle with the energies of the sun, such as greater sight and perception. in Ancient Aztec tradition, the chief god told people to settle at a place where they find "an eagle perched on a cactus eating a snake" - this place is now Mexico City.
The Bald Eagle was chosen as the national bird of the United States, and in 1782 the Continental Congress adopted the Great Seal of the United States - an image depicting a bald eagle grasping 13 arrows and a 13-leaf olive branch with its talons.
But what happens when an eagle believes he is a chicken? How are we blind to our many strengths? How do we let the ideas of others hold us back from soaring to greater heights?