I’ve always envied birds their ability to fly. Defying gravity is something achieved only in a dream state or in the liquid world of water.
I read Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach at thirteen, the year it was published. As books go it was a big influence. And I loved it. I reread it recently, the intervening years haven’t changed my opinion or lessened my appreciation. It remains a window into another way to experience the world. One full of light and joy.
To fly as fast as thought, to anywhere that is, you must begin by knowing that you have already arrived…
The trick was to know that his true nature lived, as perfect as an unwritten number, everywhere at once occurs across space and time…
Forget about faith! You don’t need faith to fly, you needed to understand flying this is just the same. Now try again…
Page eighty Jonathan Livingston Seagull author Richard Bach
…overcome space, and all we have left is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now.
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So another diversion. The book that made me see the world differently was The Descent of Woman by Elaine Morgan. It was the first and only time I read a history that tried to solve the problem of women and children in the landscape of our evolution. It was a thrilling moment to see the world view rocked in this way in this particular manner. As thrilling as my then new understanding of a proton. That it is both a particle and a wave, an object and pure energy both depending on the window you looked out of.
So Elaine Morgan gave me a new way to see the world, through my eyes and not the eyes of history. It is all in the details figuring out how life works, goes on, is lived, the details.
Do you take sugar in your tea, or do you drink coffee. Do you put on your socks first or last? Eat oranges or prefer apples.
Clocks measure time to create history.
Our hearts keep time with infinity.