I’m not a confident flyer.*
I hold my breath as if it is going to help. I know the logic behind it, more likely to … car wreck etc… But, I can’t help it. There is something about flying that defies all logic. That the science of aerodynamics defies the laws of gravity. There are many things I think of to help me through.
I try to enjoy the beauty of that moment when we mortals leave the ground, to experience that momentary life from our Earthbound duties.
I enjoy the scenery when we punch through the clouds. When we shed the burden of the dark grey skies and reach for the sun.
I take solace in knowing that at this moment, i am ok. I am leaving fear behind. I may be holding my breath and closing my eyes, but my heart is still beating and I am going places.
Sometimes you have to swallow your fear, hold your breath, close your eyes, listen to your heart and leap forward into the clouds.
* This post written mid-flight from Portland to Santa Rosa, California