Jonathan Livingston Seagull: The New Complete Edition by Richard Bach & Russell Munson

Author:Richard Bach & Russell Munson [Bach, Richard & Munson, Russell]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Classics, Contemporary, Genre Fiction, Metaphysical, Literary, United States, Reference, Religion & Spirituality, Spirituality, Inspirational, American, Contemporary Fiction, Literary Fiction, Mythology & Folk Tales, Encyclopedias, Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, Fairy Tales
Amazon: B00FNVSK1M
Publisher: Scribner
Published: 2014-02-14T05:00:00+00:00

When the flying was done, the students relaxed on the sand, and in time they listened more closely to Jonathan. He had some crazy ideas that they couldn’t understand, but then he had some good ones that they could.

Gradually, in the night, another circle formed around the circle of students—a circle of curious gulls listening in the darkness for hours on end, not wishing to see or be seen of one another, fading away before daybreak.

It was a month after the Return that the first gull of the Flock crossed the line and asked to learn how to fly. In his asking, Terrence Lowell Gull became a condemned bird, labeled Outcast; and the eighth of Jonathan’s students.

The next night from the Flock came Kirk Maynard Gull, wobbling across the sand, dragging his left wing, to collapse at Jonathan’s feet. “Help me,” he said very quietly, speaking in the way that the dying speak. “I want to fly more than anything else in the world . . .”

“Come along then,” said Jonathan. “Climb with me away from the ground, and we’ll begin.”

“You don’t understand. My wing. I can’t move my wing.”

“Maynard Gull, you have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way. It is the Law of the Great Gull, the Law that Is.”

“Are you saying I can fly?”

“I say you are free.”

As simply and as quickly as that, Kirk Maynard Gull spread his wings, effortlessly, and lifted into the dark night air. The Flock was roused from sleep by his cry, as loud as he could scream it, from five hundred feet up; “I can fly! Listen! I CAN FLY!”

By sunrise there were nearly a thousand birds standing outside the circle of students, looking curiously at Maynard. They didn’t care whether they were seen or not, and they listened, trying to understand Jonathan Seagull.

He spoke of very simple things—that it is right for a gull to fly, that freedom is the very nature of his being, that whatever stands against that freedom must be set aside, be it ritual or superstition or limitation in any form.

“Set aside,” came a voice from the multitude, “even if it be the Law of the Flock?”

“The only true law is that which leads to freedom,” Jonathan said. “There is no other.”

“How do you expect us to fly as you fly?” came another voice. “You are special and gifted and divine, above other birds.”

“Look at Fletcher! Lowell! Charles-Roland! Judy Lee! Are they also special and gifted and divine? No more than you are, no more than I am. The only difference, the very only one, is that they have begun to understand what they really are and have begun to practice it.”

His students, save Fletcher, shifted uneasily. They hadn’t realized that this was what they were doing.

The crowd grew larger every day, coming to question, to idolize, to scorn.

• • •

“They are saying in the Flock that if you are not the Son of the

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