As a matter of fact, often this is the only way for our true nature to emerge, just like a chick breaks out of the egg.
Our ordinary identity, the ego, with all its ambition, envy and competition, romantic dreams and nightmares, is like an egg shell.
Sooner or later it is going to break.
Yet, it can break in two ways: from within, with the emergence of the chick, our true multidimensional inner self,
or from without, when someone makes it boiled, soft-boiled or scrambled.
Image: Mary Magdalene with egg.
(According to a legend, after the resurrection of Jesus, Mary Magdalene met the Roman Emperor Tiberius, holding a plain egg in her hand and exclaimed, “Christ is risen!” The Emperor laughed, and said that Christ rising from the dead was as likely as the egg in her hand turning red while she held it. Before he finished speaking, the egg in her hand turned red.)