Tuesday, May 5, 2009

flying

Have you ever wondered what it feels like to fly? I'm afraid of heights yet I've always enjoyed the adrenaline rush I get from standing at tall heights and watching the view. All this to gain the feeling that I'm flying ... like the birds. To be like a bird flying with nothing but wind under my wings. I can only imagine that it's the ultimate feeling of freedom.

The closest I've gotten to flying so far is skydiving. I thought for sure, I would have gotten sick during the flight up. But, I survived all the way to the top. Watched in amazement as the houses and trees and cars got smaller and smaller. As the roads and grass became patches of squares, thoughts of flying away came to mind. As we prepared to slip out of the plane, I captured the view of the ground, the sky, and the clouds in the second I had to enjoy the still beauty.

Twisted and turned and flipped. The world spinning then still. Wondrous.  To fly away and be free.