What Is a Peacock Without Its Feathers?

Doyin Olaniyan

“I feel for the peacock. Upon all its pride, they have cut it all off. I can’t imagine a peacock without its feathers.”

Those were the words of my younger sister as I was dusting the peacock feathers in a vase in my room.

And it got me thinking. What is a peacock without its feathers? A crippled dog is still a loveable pet. A blind cow can still churn out milk. An old lion is still king of the jungle. A beakless chicken can still produce eggs. But what is a peacock without its feathers?

There is danger in ONE. Being defined by one thing. Plowing our whole being into just one aspect of life and neglecting the rest. What is a ‘spinster’ without marriage? What is a wife without her husband? What is a mother without her children? What is a workaholic without that job? What is a sportsperson with failing health? What is a socialite with a battered reputation?

How many aspects of being can we sum our lives up in? Or are we truly lost when our one part is gone?

I couldn’t help but wonder – can we still define ourselves when one important aspect of our life is cut off? The feathers in my room are cut off forever from the peacock. What aspect of my life will reduce me to nothingness if cut off from me?

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