“I say you are free” Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach

I have been pondering on flight over the past few days and have even gone so far as thinking about taking flying lessons but that’s another story. The wise and thoughtful 'Grandfathersky' posed the question to me a few days ago ‘Does a bird fly because it has wings, or does it have wings because it can fly?’ and I am going to borrow a quote from a lovely little book called Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach as my reply.

A handicapped seagull asks if he can fly….Jonathan replies:

“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.”


25 Responses to ““I say you are free” Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach”

  1. 2 Christine Moran February 18, 2012 at 10:24 am

    You could have posted this just for me Jane.

    Love and hugs

    Christine xx


  2. 4 mj monaghan February 16, 2012 at 3:10 am

    Jane, this is one of my favorite books. I’ve read it three or four times – goes very fast. Nice to see you pull it in to today’s relevance as well.


  3. 7 granbee February 15, 2012 at 9:23 pm

    Oh, Jane, I also consider grandfathersky very wise. So glad he posed that question to you to prod you into this post today. We do fly if we are free. If we are not free, we cannot even truly breathe!


  4. 9 Francina February 15, 2012 at 7:13 pm

    Hello Jane,

    I never read the book, but I saw the movie and I loved it! I still have the soundtrack from the movie as well. Neil Diamond made very beautiful music for the movie.

    groetjes, Francina


  5. 12 1smiles February 15, 2012 at 5:24 pm

    “I say you are free.” What a gift this is!


  6. 14 Grandfathersky February 15, 2012 at 2:21 pm

    One of my favorite books, one that I used to read to my daughter at bedtime, over and over again. Fortunately I still have my original copy, in it’s hard sleeve. There are so many great passages in the book. This is one of my favorites;
    If our friendship depends on things like space and time, then when we finally overcome space and time, we’ve destroyed our own brotherhood! But overcome space, and all we have left is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now. And in the middle of Here and Now, don’t you think that we might see each other once or twice?
    – from “Jonathan Livingston Seagull”


  7. 16 maturestudenthanginginthere February 15, 2012 at 2:18 pm

    Bless you Jane we can ALWAYS rely on you to come up with such inspirational words. I haven’t heard of J L Seagull, but I will definitely check it out. Thank you.


    • 17 Jane Thorne February 15, 2012 at 3:44 pm

      Thank you for such a lovely comment Jacqueline….when I’m feeling ‘blah’ I find someone else’s words to cover my ass…which I have to say I have been kicking lately to get me out of the doldrums…its working…love to you and which film did you go and see? J xx


  8. 18 lyndarenham February 15, 2012 at 9:14 am

    I love ‘Jonathan Livingston Seagull’ reading this made me remember that I once had a copy, have no idea where it has gone. I also had the most wonderful ‘Snow Goose’ Also now gone. I wonder who I lent those to. I still have the marvellous ‘Ethan Frome’ thank goodness. Lovely post to read first thing in the morning.


    • 19 Jane Thorne February 15, 2012 at 10:56 am

      Hello Lynda, lovely to hear from you and I too had these books once and have completely forgotten who I lent them too…thank you for your lovely comment, you are kind – have a great day xx


  9. 20 lostupabove February 15, 2012 at 9:00 am

    I WOULD that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea!
    We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fade and flee;
    And the flame of the blue star of twilight, hung low on the rim of the sky,
    Has awaked in our hearts, my beloved, a sadness that may not die.
    A weariness comes from those dreamers, dew-dabbled, the lily and rose;
    Ah, dream not of them, my beloved, the flame of the meteor that goes,
    Or the flame of the blue star that lingers hung low in the fall of the dew:
    For I would we were changed to white birds on the wandering foam: I and you!
    I am haunted by numberless islands, and many a Danaan shore,
    Where Time would surely forget us, and Sorrow come near us no more;
    Soon far from the rose and the lily and fret of the flames would we be,
    Were we only white birds, my beloved, buoyed out on the foam of the sea!

    William Butler Yeats

    PS I’ve nominated you for the Liebster Blog award, Liebste Jane
    details here: http://wp.me/p1ZC80-Hg
    Love Steph xx


    • 21 Jane Thorne February 15, 2012 at 10:52 am

      Oh Steph thank you so much for the nomination … I am truly humbled and you are very lovely. I love this poem too, you are a romantic soul and I am too so this was perfect this morning…much love to you xxxx


  10. 24 Eric Alagan February 15, 2012 at 7:56 am

    There is a lot more truth to this witty remark > all of us can fly…once we are ‘free’ of gravity (that is the engineer’s version).

    Our spirits can soar like an eagle and more
    Once we discard, shackles of this earthly chore

    Luv and hugz to my dear buddy


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