Flight to Freedom


For most seagulls, life consists simply of eating and surviving. Flying is just a means of finding food. However, Alagron Greta Seagull is no ordinary bird. For her, flying is life itself. Against the conventions of seagull society, she seeks to find a higher purpose and become the best at doing what she loves. She spoke of very simple things “It is right for a gull to fly, freedom is the very nature of her being, whatever stands against that freedom must be set aside, be it ritual or superstition or limitation in any form. 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. You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way.”

Someone taught her: ‘You will begin to touch heaven, Alagron, in the moment that you touch perfect speed. 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, is being there.’

“Why, Ala, why?” her mother asked. “Why is it so hard to be like the rest of the flock, Ala? Why can’t you leave low flying to the pelicans, the albatross? Why don’t you eat? Ala, you’re bone and feathers!” “I don’t mind being bone and feathers mom. I just want to know what I can do in the air and what I can’t, that’s all. I just want to know.” I am not bone and feather but a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all. “My whole body, from wingtip to wingtip,” Alagron would say, other times, “is nothing more than my thought itself, in a form you can see. If I break the chains of my thought, I break the chains of my body, too.”

Alagron discovered that boredom and fear and anger are the reasons that a gull’s life is so short, and with those gone from her thought, she lived a long fine life indeed. “Overcome space, and all we have left is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now.” She laughed in mirth.

“One school is finished, and the time has come for another to begin.” She sighed

2 Comment

  1. Zoinmulu says: Reply

    I am so glad that you have posted this article on freedom. Still searching for my wings which I have lost in the attic.
    But if you are set free where will you fly to?

    1. Aditi says: Reply

      High very high… where? I am still trying to discover that.

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