To fly around St. Paul in the Cessna, in the stillness of the experience. you see things from a different perspective. Awake, finally, to your surroundings. No final destination today. Just an experience.
I watched them take off. I watched them come back, land and take off again. It was a beautiful Sunday morning, sun shining, a few white clouds, blue sky, the river lying there luring a spectator to see. On their final landing, I knew she had given him the ride of his life... his life, so far. I was so thankful for their deep friendship.
They came and found me in the lobby of the Holman Field airport and his face could not have been brighter. Laughing that big full laugh, showing all of his straight, white teeth! He couldn't sit still as he described the flight and what it was like to leave his house that morning - his mom burning the memory of his face onto her mind forever.... "I love you."
I later asked my daughter, 'what did you like best about flying this morning?' Pause, more pause. She replied, "Giving someone else this incredible experience." Her deep generosity shining through. Her encouragement to those around her to live a Big Life. See something differently. Explore the edges. Welcome mystery through the miracle of flying.
I invite you to watch this slide show, listen to the music, see what happens in your body as you do. Be curious about your own mystery, your own generosity of experience making.
