Does heaven exist? Is it possible to travel from one place in an instant? Is it possible to travel from one place to another in a split second? This book will teach how to fly. We can soar higher than our imaginations and that brings us closer towards heaven and the Great Gull, who is God.. As we grow closer to God, our hearts become more gullible (or whatever animal species we are), and we learn that love and forgiveness are essential. If you intrested to learn, let’s get started see you in the class.
Jonathan Livingston wasn’t your average seagull. Jonathan wanted to fly higher than the rest of the seagulls. Jonathan wanted to know how far it was possible to fly. He always practiced far away from the shore. He was alone with his thoughts and his dreams to fly.One day, his mother asked him, “Why is it so hard to be like the rest of the flock, Jon? Why don’t you eat? You’re feathers and bone!”Jonathan answered, “I don’t mind being feathers and bone, mom.I just want to know what I can do in the air and what I can’t, that’s all.”His father told him, “Winter isn’t far away.Boats will be few and the surface fish will be swimming deep.Don’t you forget that the reason you fly is to eat.”
Jonathan obeyed his parents. He did the same thing as all the other seagulls for a few more days. Jonathan searched the fishing boats and piers for scraps. But he realized that this was not what he wanted. He would crash to the ocean with just a slight change in his wings angle and the wind.
Jonathan was hit hard on the surface. He woke up floating under the bright moon. His wings were very heavy. He heard a voice inside him saying, “There’s no way around it. I am a seagull.If I were meant to fly at speed, I’d have a falcon’s short wings.My father was right.I must forget this foolishness.”Jonathan flew back to the shore. Everywhere, all he could see was darkness.“Get down!” The voice inside him spoke again.“Seagulls never fly in the dark! If you were meant to fly in the dark, you’d have the eyes of an owl! You’d have a falcon’s short wings! ”At that moment, Jonathan Livingston Seagull had a eureka moment.The pain and sadness that he felt went away.“Short wings! The short wings of a falcon!” he thought to himself.“I can fold half of my wings and fly with the tips of my feathers.That way, I can fly faster!”
Jonathan flapped his wings once again.He didn’t stop until he was 2000 feet in the air. He knew it was dangerous but he was determined. Jonathan flew 2000 feet in the air. When he was above the sea, he moved his wings carefully and everything was under control.As Jonathan flew smoothly over the water, he thought “140! If I fly up to 5000 feet, how much faster can I dive?” He had been about to quit, but now Jonathan knows that he can never accept the ordinary. He was meant for something different.
Jonathan kept practicing. He felt alive. His home seemed tiny from 5000 feet. The most amazing thing happened to Jonathan as he folded his wings again. He flew at 240 miles an hour. He returned home to see the stars in the clear night sky. Jonathan felt tired, but happy.
The flock was still the same, but Jonathan had changed.He now knew that there was more to life than this.There was more to life than flying over fishing boats and looking for scraps.Jonathan wanted to shout, “There’s a reason to life! We can overcome our ignorance. We can become full of intelligence, skill, excellence and genius. We can learn to fly!”Finally, his webbed feet touched the shore.Jonathan saw that there was a Council Gathering of the seagulls.The Elders and the rest of the flock were silently waiting.“Jonathan Livingston Seagull! Stand to Center!” one of the Elders announced. One of the Elders announced, “Stand to Center!”
Jonathan slowly stepped forward. The Elder said, “Jonathan Livingston Seagull,” and he wanted the flock to learn from him. Jonathan slowly stepped forward.“Jonathan Livingston Seagull,” the Elder declared, “Stand to Center for Shame!” The Elder’s voice rang in his ears.He could not believe it.“Stand to Center for Shame? Impossible! What about the breakthrough! It can’t be!” Jonathan thought to himself.But then the Elder continued, “For his reckless irresponsibility…for violating the dignity and tradition to the Gull Family…”Stand to Center for Shame meant that he would be banished from the flock.He would be cast out. Jonathan would be left alone to live in exile at the Far Cliffs, where he could be seen by no seagulls.
“…one day, Jonathan Livingston Seagull, you shall learn that irresponsibility does not pay.Life is unknowable, except that we are put into this world to eat and to stay alive as long as we can.”“Irresponsibility? My brothers,” Jonathan pleaded, “for a thousand years we have scrabbled after fish heads, but now we have a reason to live, to learn, to discover, to be free! Give me one chance.Let me show you what I’ve found…”But Jonathan’s words fell into deaf ears.The Elders turned their backs and broke up the gathering.All the other seagulls left.Jonathan looked up to the sky and flew away.He reached beyond the Far Cliffs.Jonathan made good use of his exile.He learned so much more. Jonathan learned to sleep in the air.He learned to fly at night.More importantly, Jonathan learned that if he high-speed dived into the ocean, he could catch fish ten feet below the surface.There was no need for fishing boats.
Jonathan never regretted his actions. Jonathan couldn’t help but notice the graceful flap of their wings. Each move of the feather was calculated.The shining seagulls flew in the way that Jonathan flew, but so much better.“Who are you?” he asked. “We’re from your flock, Jonathan.We’re your brothers. We’ve come to take you higher, to take you home,” the shining seagulls replied in a calm voice.“I have no home anymore.I’m an Outcast. Is there a peak higher than the Great Mountain Wind?”
“Jonathan, when one school is finished, it’s time to look for a new one.” With that, Jonathan understood.He looked around the endless sky which had taught him so much.He took a deep breath of the cold breeze. “I’m ready,” Jonathan said.The three of them disappeared into the clouds.
“This must be heaven,” Jonathan thought to himself. He saw his feathers change from pure white to polished silver.His wings shone ever so brightly.Jonathan felt his body change as well.He felt so light.He could easily fly at 250 miles per hour and reach even 270.The clouds parted, and he saw the two seagulls who took him up.“Happy landings, Jonathan,” they said, and they both vanished into thin air.Jonathan saw a clear blue sea below.Way ahead, there were a few seagulls flying over the cliff.Jonathan thought, “Why are there so few seagulls? Isn’t heaven supposed to be flocked by happy seagulls?” He heard about that somewhere. His memories of Earth were fading away.Jonathan vaguely remembered scrambling for food and being an outcast.Down by the shore, a dozen seagulls came to meet him.Though they didn’t say a word, he felt that he was welcome.
He was amazed at the graceful flight of these seagulls. Jonathan wanted to fly with them, but he was too tired.There on the shore, he fell into a deep sleep.In the following days, he realized that there was also much to learn about flying in this new place.The seagulls here are just like him.They spent hours every day learning to fly.They want nothing more in life than to take flight.One day, Jonathan asked his flying mentor, “Where is everybody, Sullivan? Why aren’t there more of us here? Where I came from there were…”“…thousands and thousands of seagulls.I know,” Sullivan said.“You are not an ordinary bird, Jonathan.
All of us here came from different places, from different times.We went through a lot to realize that there is more to life than eating.Remember this Jonathan.Learn nothing, and the next world is just the same as this one, with all the same limitations and hardships to overcome.” After a while, they began practicing again.Sullivan pushed Jonathan further. “Let’s try again,” he would always say.When Jonathan had perfected a move, they would begin with the next one.There was a calm night when all the seagulls are gathered on the sand.All of them were silent and lost in thought. Jonathan took all his courage to approach the Elder Gull.“Chiang?” he asked nervously. “Yes, my son?” the Elder said.“This world isn’t heaven at all, is it?”
The Elder smiled.“You are learning again, Jonathan Livingston.”“Well, what happens from here? Is there no such place as heaven?”“No, Jonathan, there is no such place.Heaven is not a place. It is not a moment. Heaven is being perfect.”The Elder let his words float in the air.Then he continued, “You like to fly fast, don’t you Jonathan?”“Yes, I enjoy speed.” “You will touch heaven, my son, in the moment that you touch perfect speed.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.”The next thing Jonathan knew, Chiang was out of sight.He looked around and saw the Elder appear 50 feet away. In the blink of an eye, Chiang vanished again and reappeared right by Jonathan’s shoulder. “It’s kind of fun,” the Elder said.
Jonathan was shocked. He forgot all about heaven.“How do you do that? It must feel. How far can you go?”“You can go to any place and to any time that you wish to go,” Chiang said.“I’ve gone everywhere and everywhere you can think of.” He looked across the horizon. “It’s strange.The gulls that choose traveling over perfection go nowhere.But those who choose perfection over traveling go anywhere.” “Chiang, can you teach me how to vanish like that?”Jonathan asked.“Of course, if you wish to learn.”“Please tell me what to do.” “In order to fly as fast as thought, you need to stop seeing yourself as someone trapped inside a limited body.See yourself everywhere at once, across space and time.”
Jonathan concentrated intensely on this task day after night. Chiang was always behind Jonathan as Jonathan explored with his mind. Then, one morning, Jonathan suddenly opened his eyes. “I see it clearly now! I am a perfect unlimited seagull!” He felt truly happy.“Good!” the Elder said.At first, Jonathan and Chiang were at the shore.Then, they vanished and reappeared at the top of the cliff.It was already dark when Chiang and Jonathan returned to the flock.Sullivan and the other seagulls congratulated Jonathan for learning so fast.
“We can start working with time if you wish,” Chiang said, ‘until you can fly the past and the future.And then, you will learn the most powerful lesson of all. You will know the meaning of kindness and love.”Jonathan trained with Chiang every day.The Elder took him as a special student. Jonathan absorbed everything. He made the most out of his time with Chiang.The day came when Chiang vanished for the last time.His feathers shined so bright that the seagulls had to cover their eyes.And then, Chiang was gone.The last words that he said to Jonathan were, “Keep working on love.”The days went by. Jonathan thought about the young seagulls.
There may be some who wonder if there’s more to life. Jonathan believed that this was how he could love. He could share what he had learned and help others find meaning. Jonathan knew more than ever that he was destined to be a mentor. He flew around Elder Gull once. Because of that, he was made to Stand to Center for Shame.“I don’t care what they say,” Fletcher Lynd said.“There’s so much more to flying than just flapping around from place to place! This is what a mosquito does! Can’t they see? Can’t they think of the glory that will be when we really learn to fly?”
Fletcher then heard a voice coming from the clouds. “Don’t be harsh on them, Fletcher Lynd Seagull. One day, they will see what you see.Forgive them, and help them to understand.”A brilliant white seagull suddenly appeared by his side.The shining seagull was floating so effortlessly.He was not moving a feather and yet he was flying so fast.“What’s going on? Am I dead? What is this?”The voice was soft and calm. “Fletcher Lynd Seagull, do you want to fly?”“Yes, I want to fly!”“Fletcher Lynd Seagull, do you want to fly so much that you will forgive the Flock, learn, and go back to help them one day?”“I do,” he answered.“Then let’s begin.”
He counted the points as he did. “Eight…nine…ten…see Jonathan l’m running out of air speed…eleven…but blast it I just can’t make…thirteen…these last three points…without…fourteen…aaakk!” He counted the points as he did.“…eight…nine…ten…see Jonathan l’m running out of air speed…eleven…I want good sharp stops like yours…twelve…but blast it I just can’t make…thirteen…these last three points…without…fourteen…aaakk!”The young seagull fell backwards.He stumbled and slammed into the cliff.“You’re wasting your time with me, Jonathan! I’m too dumb! I’m too stupid! I’ll never get it!”But Jonathan was ever so patient.“You’ll never get it as long as you make that pull-up so hard. Fletcher, it’s important to be smooth. Firm but smooth, remember?”Three months passed and Jonathan gained six more students. They all wanted to fly for joy, even though they were outcasts.
However, they were more excited about the flying exercises than Jonathan’s lectures.They couldn’t believe that ideas could fly as far as their wings.Jonathan would explain the reason behind this high-performance flying, and they would only fall to sleep.“Each of us is in truth an idea of the Great Gull, an unlimited idea of freedom.Precision flying is a step toward expressing our real nature.Everything that limits us we have to put aside. Your entire body, from wingtips and wingtips, can be broken by your thoughts. Break the chains of your thought and you break the chains of your body.”Even Fletcher Lynd fell asleep at his lectures.But Jonathan didn’t give up on his students.One early morning,Jonathan announced that the time had come to go back to the flock.“We’re not ready!” said Henry Calvin Seagull.“We’re not welcome! We’re Outcast!”
“We’re free to go where we wish and to be what we are,” Jonathan explained. He lifted himself up from the sand and flew in the direction of the Flock. Students are still hesitant. Nobody had violated the law. For 10,000 years, there had been no outcast. They were concerned about Jonathan. He could be facing the Elders by himself.
The students created a double diamond out of the air. They flipped their wings one after another as they approached the shore. 8000 seagulls were watching them. Jonathan and his students kept on doing their amazing loops.“To begin with,” Jonathan said with a smile, “you were all a bit late.”The Flock was as if struck by lightning. The older seagulls said, “Those birds are Outcast! And they have returned! And that… that can’t happen!”The younger seagulls commented, “Well sure, they’re Outcast, but hey, man, where did they learn to fly like that?”The Elders were quick to pass their orders. “Ignore them. An Outcast is a gull who speaks to them. The gull who looks upon an Outcast breaks the Law of the Flock.”
The seagulls turned away from Jonathan, but he continued with the exercises. Charles Roland Seagull flew low-speed while Martin Seagull flew down to the Great Mountain Wind. Fletcher Lynd performed a triple cartwheel. After practice, the outcasts stepped onto the shore. Jonathan began his lecture. Fletcher and others listened to him more closely over time. They sat in darkness and listened to his lectures. They flew off as the sun rose. One young seagull was the first to cross the line. Terrence Lowell Seagull asked Jonathan for help. He was soon condemned.
Jonathan was approached by a young seagull. Kirk Maynard Seagull had one limp wing. He dragged his body along the shore. “Help me. I want to fly more than anything else in the world.”“Come along then,” Jonathan said.“Climb away with me and we’ll begin.”“You don’t understand. My wing, I can’t move my wing.”“Kirk Maynard Seagull, you have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way.”“Are you saying I can fly?”“I say you are free.”As simply as that, Kirk spread his wings and he was able to lift himself up.He shouted out loud from 5000 feet in the air. “I can fly! Listen! I can fly!” All of the seagulls were awakened from their nap.
Jonathan continued with his lectures at night. He was surrounded by hundreds upon hundreds of young seagulls. They just wanted to listen to Jonathan’s words.“It is right for a seagull to fly. Freedom is your nature. Whatever stands against that freedom must be set aside.”“Even if it’s the Law of the Flock?” some of them asked.“The only true law is that which leads to freedom.”
“How do you expect us to fly as you fly? You are special, gifted and divine.”“Look at Fletcher Lynd! Terrence Lowell Charles Roland! Judy Lee! Are they special, gifted, and divine? They are just like you.The only difference is that they have begun to understand what they really are and they have begun to practice it.”The crowd became larger and larger every day. Some people came to worship Jonathan and ask questions. Others came to ridicule him.
Fletcher shared the story with his mentor. “They say that you are not the Son of the Great Gull Himself, that you are 1000 years ahead of your time. They either call you devil or they call you god.”Jonathan sighed. This was the price he had. “What do you think, Fletch? Are we ahead of our time?”“Well, this kind of flying has always been here for anybody who wanted to discover it.That’s got nothing to do with time.Maybe we’re just ahead of the fashion, ahead of the way that most seagulls fly.”“That’s something, Fletch. That’s as bad as being ahead of our time.”
Fletcher soon had a class of young seagulls. Fletcher was unable to stop the young seagull from crying and searching for his mother. He lost control and crashed hard onto a large rock. Fletcher was afraid and sad. He felt terrible sorry.
He stayed this way for what seemed like an eternity.Then, he heard a voice just like the day he met Jonathan.“Didn’t I die?” Fletcher asked.“It’s your choice now.You can stay here or you can go back and keep working with the Flock,” the voice said.“I want to go back to the Flock, of course.I’ve barely begun with the new group!”“Very well, Fletcher.Remember what we were saying about one’s body being nothing more than thought itself?”He snapped awake.Fletcher stood up and found himself surrounded by thousands of seagulls.Jonathan was by his side. “He lives! The dead bird lives!” They squawked and screeched.“The Son of the Great Gull brought him to life!”“No! He denies it! He’s a devil! A devil! He’s come to break the Flock!”The crowd closed in on them.Thousands of sharp beaks and frightening eyes were ready to devour him at any moment.
And then, they were gone.Fletcher saw an empty beach.The wind was blowing softly as the waves calmly touch the sand.“Why is it that the hardest thing in the world is to convince a bird that he is free, and that he can prove it for himself if he’d just spend a little time practicing?” said Jonathan.“What did you just do? How did we get here? How did you…”“Like everything else, Fletcher. Practice.”The next morning, Fletcher still couldn’t help but wonder.“Jonathan, remember what you said a long time ago, about loving the Flock, about returning to it and helping it learn?”“Sure.”“I don’t understand how you manage to love a mob of birds that just tried to kill you.”“Oh, Fletch, you don’t love evil.But you have to see the good in every seagull. You can help them see the good in each seagull. That is what I mean by love.”
Jonathan continued, “I remember a fierce young bird.His name was Fletcher. He was full rage and hatred until he finally discovered his true nature. He built his own heaven and now, he is ready to lead.”Fletcher was caught off guard. “Me leading? What do you mean?You’re the leader here. You couldn’t leave!”“Couldn’t I? You don’t need me any longer.You need to keep finding yourself, that real unlimited Fletcher Lynd Seagull.He’s your mentor. You need to understand him and to practice him.”Jonathan’s body began to shine so brightly.He shimmered from head to foot and slowly became transparent.“Don’t let them spread silly rumors about me, or make me a god. Okay, Fletch? I’m just a seagull who loves to fly. Maybe…”
“Jonathan!”The light was gone and so was Jonathan.For a while, Fletcher just stood there and stared.Then he made himself to go back.A new group of young seagulls were waiting for him by the shore.“First of all, you’ve got to understand that a seagull is an unlimited idea of freedom.Your whole body, from wingtip to wingtip, is nothing more than your thought itself. Let’s begin.”
You have learned about the amazing story of Jonathan Livingston Seagull. You also learned how to fly. You must break free from whatever it is that’s limiting you. Then you can be anywhere and anyone you wanted to be.You can build your own heaven and become the best version of yourself.That’s how you become perfect.That’s how you become free. If you find this interesting, please leave feedback. I really appreciate it.