Jonathan Livingston Seagull

“They are saying in the Flock that if you are not the Son of the Great Gull Himself”, Fletcher told Jonathan one morning after Advanced Speed Practice, “then you are a thousand years ahead of your time.”
Jonathan sighed. The price of being misunderstood he thought. They call you devil or they call you god. “What do you think, Fletch? Are we ahead of our time?”
A long silence, “Well, this kind of flying has always been here to be learned by anyone who wanted to discover it; that’s got nothing to do with time. We’re ahead of the fashion, maybe. Ahead of the way that most gulls fly.”“That’s something,” Jonathan said, rolling to glide inverted for a while. “That’s not half as bad as being ahead of our time”.
Richard Bach
Jonathan Livingston Seagull

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Saturday, March 6, 2010

A Prayer to My Spirit

My spirit,
You are divine,
You are absolute,
You are omnipresent,
You are a gift from creation,
And you are incarnate within me.

You protect me from temptation and confusion,
 You enable me to learn from my mistakes,
And to avoid judging those of others.

You nourish my heart with celestial light,
From throughout the universe,
So that I walk with wisdom,
Always aware of the truth.

Your power fills my every moment with knowledge,
For yours is the eternal kingdom within me,
The source of all joy, love and bliss,
The power and the perfection,
 Forever and ever.

Amen.

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