She does such an interesting thing. From a tree or a bush, she breaks a twig, takes it into her beak, rises to a high altitude and begins to circulate with this twig. Around the female eagles begin to fly, then she throws this branch down, and she looks. And here some eagle picks up this branch in the air, not letting it fall, and then brings it to the female very gently, from the beak to the beak. The eagle takes this branch and again throws it down, the male again catches it and brings it to her, and she again throws ... And so it repeats many, many times. If the eagle catches it every time for a certain time and repeated throwing of the branch, the female chooses it, and they mate with it.
Why she does it, then you'll understand.
Then they gather high on a rock, build a nest of hard rods, and mom and dad begin to rip out of themselves, from their own flesh, beak down and feathers. With this fluff and feathers, they lining the nest, hammer all the holes in it, make it soft and warm. In such a soft and warm nest, the eagle lays eggs, then they hatch the chicks. When the eaglets appear (and they come to the Light of God so small, naked, infirm), the parents cover them with their bodies until they are strong. They shade their wings from the rain, from the scorching sun, they carry water, food, and the chicks grow. They begin to grow feathers, wings and tail grow stronger.
And now they have flinched, though still small. Then mom and dad see that it's time ...
Dad sits on the edge of the nest and begins to pound his wings: threshing, pounding, shaking this nest. For what? In order to knock out all the feathers and down, so that only a rigid frame of branches remains, which in the very beginning they are twisted and folded. And the chicks sit in this shaken nest, they are uncomfortable, tough, and they do not understand what happened: after all, Mom and Daddy were so affectionate and caring before. Mom at this time flies somewhere, catches a fish and sits somewhere about five meters from the nest, so that the birds can see. Then, in front of your chicks, this fish begins to quietly. The chicks are sitting in the nest, yelling, squeaking, do not understand what happened, because before everything was different. Mom and Dad fed them, watered them, but now everything is gone: the nest has become stiff, there are no feathers and down already, and the parents themselves eat fish, but they do not give them.
What to do? You want to eat, you have to get out of the nest. And then the chicks begin to make movements that they have never done before. They would not continue to do so if their parents continued to nurse with them. The chicks begin to crawl out of the nest. Here the eagle falls out, so clumsy, still does not know how, does not know anything. The nest is on a rock, on a steep cliff so that no predators can get close. The nestling breaks off this slope, the belly travels along it, and then flies into the abyss. And then my dad (the one who had caught twigs once) rushes down and catches himself on the back of this eagle, not allowing him to break. And then, on his back, he picks it up again in an uncomfortable nest, again on a rock, and it all begins again. These chicks fall, but their father catches them.
And the Father caught them, like an eagle, on His back. Eagles do not break one eagle.
And then at some point in the fall the eagle begins to make a move that he has never done before: he spreads his side processes of the wings in the wind, falling into the stream of air and thus begins to fly. So the eagles teach their chicks. And as soon as the chick starts to fly itself, the parents take it with them and show the places where the fish are found. They no longer carry it in his beak.
This is a very good example of how we should educate our spiritual and physical children. How important it is not to over-rest them in a warm nest! How important it is not to overfeed them with fish, when they themselves can already catch it! But with what care we must teach them to fly, devoting their strength to it, and their time, and wisdom, and skills! Knowingly the female chooses the male, throwing a twig. She does not want her children to break up. You will choose negligent dad without checking, and then you will not count the children ... Eagles and so little chicks, one or two ...
V.Zhemchug