‘Jonathan Livingston Seagull’ by Richard Bach

I fell in love with the book (and the author, for that matters) before even reading it.

Ok, maybe not exactly.

It was in primary school – where many of my book-love-stories started – during one of those literature lessons, when we pupils were only supposed to stay and read a short extract of a book from our anthology, so that the teacher could enjoy a few minutes of blessed silence in an otherwise less than quiet classroom.

That’s how Jonathan Livingston came into my life and never left.

I read that tiny extract a thousand times later, over and over, as Jonathan practiced and practiced on twisting and turning in the air, flying better and higher, against the rules of the flock and all the common beliefs that flying didn’t have to be perfect, only good enough.

It was a while later that I casually met Jonathan Livingston again.

It was resting on a shelf at the supermarket, thin and shy amongst thrillers and romances.

I pointed at it and turned to my father, ready to beg for having it, though I didn’t really need to: as soon as I pointed, he reached out the hand and turned it over in his hands.

“Jonathan Livingston, I know this one. Take it”.

I guess my smile couldn’t have been wider.

From then on, my life couldn’t possibly be the same again.

“You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way.”

Richard Bach

Jonathan Livingston Seagull

Here’s the story of Jonathan Livingston, a seagull who stepped out of the flock to make his own rules, to enjoy the special pleasure you get by doing something well.

Soon Jonathan becomes an outcast, excluded by his own flock, though everyday happier to improve his flying.

Until he meets two other gulls, who introduce him to a new, higher plan of existence.

“You will begin to touch heaven, Jonathan, in the moment that you touch perfect speed. And that isn’t flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.”

Richard Bach

Jonathan Livingston Seagull

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