Ok, this is weird. I had a dream last night that a seagull had been overcome with heat and I took it to a lake to cool and rehydrate. I entered the lake with the seagull and began to swim. Soon there were dozens of seagulls around me, swimming. One seagull then began to give me a shoulder massage. His wings transformed into the claws of a Sloth for this purpose. He told me his name was Jonathan and we had a lovely conversation about life.Read More
I first came across the story of Jonathan Livingston Seagull in the form of the motion picture as a nineteen year old young man from Ireland doing voluntary work for my Church in England. I was extremely moved by what I was hearing, seeing and feeling. I was lifted outside of myself and deeply touched by what I felt was a supremely simple and yet profoundly deep message - that this beautiful gift of life is a precious treasure to be valued, enjoyed and experienced with richness.Read More
The story of how I met Jonathan begins in the summer of 2000 in Miami Beach. My mother had driven me past the apartment she lived in as a teenager. A few weeks later I was in the airport coming back from the Grand Canyon and saw an interesting looking man with a Hawaiian shirt and straw hat and thought, I'd like to be assigned to sit next to him on the flight back home, and I was! In Miami he invited me to his home which was the same apartment my mother had shown me earlier that summer. This man's roommate gave me the book, Jonathan Livingston SeagullRead More
Jonathan opened my eyes to the Divine at an early age. I knew that what I was hearing in church, as important and powerful as they made it feel, somehow never resonated. It felt hollow, and I was confused. I knew there was something more, and there were glimpses of it, but somehow obscure.
And then I met Jonathan. Though it's been ten years since I read his story, the hair stands up on my arms knowing how powerful it was for me. Jonathan revealed truths about love and the Divine within.Read More
Jonathan had been out a couple of years. I was in my mid-teens when an acquaintance suggested the book. During the two week library loan, I literally memorized the book. There was a philosophy in Jonathan that rings true to this day.
Sadly, for many years, I tried to be one of the Flock. I really tried. The only time my life made sense was when I had about 3,000 feet between me and the ground. But when finances dried up, I was forced to leave flying.Read More
I read Jonathan as a teenager, decades ago. The book opened my mind, and its deep meaning accompanied me through the years. Thirty years ago I was backpacking in Rishikesh, India, and a holy man gave me a copy of the book 'Illusions' and laughed. Its many lessons unfolded as my life went on. I have now started paragliding. I have learned to follow my heart and never look back. Richard Bach, a Messiah in his ownright, and I am in awe.Read More
My mother was a librarian, an actress, and a pilot. She read me "The Little Prince" when I was beginning to read about age 5, and she brought home JLS when it first was published and I was 18.
My brother was a pilot. I was his first passenger. I loved to fly with him. His name was Richard. He was ten years older than me. He died when I was 44. I was in a car wreck when I was 15-I was hit by a Greyhound bus with two other boys. I always think of this experience in light of Fletcher and his flying into the solid rock wall.Read More
I first read this awesome book while in college as required reading from our psychology teacher, who was also a minister. I've loved the book since the day I read it 43 years ago. It has greatly inspired me over the years.Read More
Funny I should say anything. I'm sitting here with new and old tech. Typing on a computer while a Califone record player plays. I've saved all my old record albums from years gone past and among them, a 1970 copy of JLS. I can remember stacking records on the player at night and listening to them till I fell asleep. JLS was always a favorite. For me, it's the longing to see what's forever beyond the next horizon... Time is relative. The only real changes are within ourselves, our perceptions of the outside world, I always enjoy what's beyond that horizon, whether it be a challenge in school, an autistic child perhaps, or something simple like driving down a dirt road to see where it goes or what's at the end.Read More
The book has made an impression on me far greater than I could imagine. I often feel that I am Jonathon. When I see seagulls, I identify with them. They are my brothers and sisters. Jonathon went into another dimension when he met Chiang. He learned to manifest his desires. He became a co-creator. By returning to the flock he became a Bodhisattiva. For me, he is a type of Christ in animal form. He brings Christ consciousness to us through higher awareness, yet remains humble and childlike.Read More
…none of this troubled my soul in the company of my seagull friends. They talked to me about LOVE...when they could. And about how it felt to fly...when they could not discuss loveRead More
My mom introduced me to Jonathan when I was about seven years old. She read to me so that I could start to understand that being different was OK, to find the courage to make my own way in the world, and find the strength to be myself. I have read Jonathan again many times in my life to remind myself I am in control...of me, my emotions and behavior.Read More
…Finally and at last, I met Jonathan! A very rainy day in Annapolis. I took a road trip to my old favorite place, the beach. Drove in to Annapolis and there at the old Circle Theatre was a matinee showing JLS, music and all. I sat in the balcony by myself and watched in awe. I came out thinking could the movie have been made just for me? I went back to my apartment and read the book. It made a lasting impression that stays with me to this day. Every time I have had tough choices, I have listened to the bird's advice. I have crashed and burned many times but keep getting up to rest, lick my wounds, apologize to any I may have offended or worried… then soared up again.Read More
The sun was setting and I had just launched my stunt kite into the sky for an evening fly. The wind was strong and everywhere was buzzing with a warm summer night. And then Jonathan appeared. The kite was soaring side to side and making dives to the sand and from nowhere a single seagull joined my kite and its stunts. It was Jonathan.Read More
I was fifteen when I saw the movie. I had been a backward girl that never fit in. The movie spoke to me in spite of the home life I had. I wanted to remember that moment… and I got the book from the library. After a while I purchased the book and I’ve been a fan ever since. I have marched to the only beat I heard… that of Jonathan. Much of life's lessons I have learned from Jonathan but also from A Bridge Across Forever.Read More
I remember being ten years old and going to the movie theatre with my parents and younger sister. Up to that point in our lives, Beth and I had only been to kiddie Disney -type movies. I remember feeling proud to go to an "adult show."
I was astounded with the concepts introduced! What an eye opening experience! Learning about true freedom and the cost of that freedom. Learning of tolerance in a whole new way. The range of emotions I experienced were so intense that when I hear or think of the soundtrack I choke up.Read More
I read and loved the book over forty years ago and bought it again and again for friends and loaning out my copy. Words stayed with me (Sullivan and Jonathan's conversation especially.) Last week I visited Whitby on the East Coast of England. It is a fishing port, famous as Bram Stoker's inspiration and home to the explorer Captain Cook. It was a glorious sunny winter's day with a terrific wind. Gulls aplenty with one herring gull standing out from the rest. My friend was taking photos when I asked if she had read Jonathan Livingston Seagull and was surprised that this well-read retired head teacher had not. I quickly ordered a copy on our return home.Read More
I am Argentinian, and at this moment I am in Sydney, Australia. I read the Spanish translation of this book and I don’t speak English so well.
Thanks, Richard, for your life and for your work. I am teacher and use your books and teachings with my students.Read More
How glad I am that I have found your website. I read Jonathan in 1970 when it was the rage. I was in California this year with my grandchildren, five of them. The seagulls were flying around and I thought about your book though I hadn't thought about it for a long time. I asked the teens and others in their 20's if they had ever read Jonathan LIvingston Seagull and they said they never heard of it. They were interested and wanted to read it.Read More
There are not many seagulls that have gone flying aboard a nuclear submarine but this one did. I'll call him Jonathan because I call all seagulls Jonathan ever since reading Richard's book. It was a lazy Sunday morning when our boat the USS Greenling SSN614 was tied up to a pier in the shipyards in Groton, Connecticut. I was the topside watch that morning, bored out of my skull as I watched a gaggle of gulls rooting out what was their breakfast from the dumpster next to our ship.Read More