Life’s Mission

Here is a test to find out whether your mission on earth is finished; if you’re alive, it isn’t.

— Richard Bach, Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah

I came to Richard Bach via Neil Diamond’s soundtrack to Jonathan Livingston Seagull. While the metaphors in Jonathan Livingston Seagull are rather obvious now, the wisdom and insights from Illusions remain much more subtle and lasting.

Richard Bach was quite popular in the late 70’s and 80’s. Amazon calls him the Kahil Gibran of the Me! generation. I was in my twenties at the time and, like most people in that decade of their life, I had an overwhelming sense of calling. I had a deep sense that I was placed on this earth to complete a mission, to help people see themselves, and the world, in a fresh way.

Much has transpired since those heady days of youth. I think I have helped many people along the way, albeit never in the grand style I envisioned in my twenties. Nevertheless, on a quite day, I can still hear that voice calling inside. Since I am very much alive again today, it is good to know that my mission is not yet complete.

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One Comment

  1. Your reference to Johnathan Livingston Seagull brought back pleasant memories of a road trip to Santa Fe and the conversations we enjoyed along the way. Thanks.

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