Phoenix

So a Phoenix is a bird that never dies, right?

Wrong.

It’s a bird that bursts into flames when it gets old and rises again from its ashes.

I’ve been giving it a lot of thought. What does being a phoenix mean in human terms?

Is it not giving up? Is it falling down and getting back up? Is it smiling in the face of calamity? Is it rising from your proverbial ashes and growing again?
Maybe it is all of it.

It’s what we all want to be at one point or other.

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