Heaven is not a place, and it is not a time. Heaven is being perfect. -And 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.
Don’t believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding. Find out what you already know and you will see the way to fly.
“Your whole body, from wingtip to wingtip,” Jonathan would say, other times, “is nothing more than your thought itself, in a form you can see. Break the chains of your thought, and you break the chains of your body, too.”
He was not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all.
You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way.
To fly as fast as thought, to anywhere that is, you must begin by knowing that you have already arrived.
You have to practice and see the real gull, the good in every one of them, and to help them see it in themselves.
That’s what I mean by love.
Overcome space, and all we have left is Here.
Overcome time, and all we have left is Now.
We choose our next world through what we learn in this one. Learn nothing, and the next world is the same as this one, all the same limitations and lead weights to overcome.
– quotes from “Jonathan Livingston Seagull” by Richard Bach