Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Dreaming So Hard
I love this picture. This girl taking flight. This reminds me so much of me, the other kids remind me of my brothers and sisters. The girl is me.. leaping into the air, arms outspread, eyes on the horizon, wind streaming through her hair, a plane and plains below. It makes me cry.
Why cry? Because this picture reminds me of my lost childhood dreams. It reminds me of my new dream of flight. I am a pilot now. I've slipped the surly bonds of earth as they say. I keep doing that as often as possible. Part of my tears looking at this painting are from fear. Fear that I will have my dream taken away (I know how fragile health can be). Fear that I will spend the rest of my productive life working at some desk somewhere when I would gladly exchange my six figure job for one that would allow me to view the horizon every day.
Beyond fear there are also tears of hope. I believe dreams are things to be worked for. You don't wait for your dreams to come true with a wave of the wand. You do what it takes to put yourself into a position that opportunities arrive and you're ready to take advantage of them. So that's what I'm doing, I'm working on an IFR rating. After that I'll earn my commercial license. After that, who knows? multi? CFI? You can't win the lottery if you don't play they say. So this is my expensive gamble. To put myself into a position to make my dreams a reality.
Finally, I think there are also tears of joy and empathy for that girl. I know what its like to want to launch into the air, eyes on the horizon and fly with wind streaming through my hair. I also know what its like to do just that. I am so fortunate to have done just that. Right now, I'm dreaming so hard. I hope my dreams come true. I have to remind myself... in many ways, they already have!