“I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you’re going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.”
C. JoyBell C.
Flying… That word somehow embodies the entire universe to me. What is there beyond flying?… If one has tasted the sensation of floating in the wind, they have come a step closer to the ultimate goal of being – liberation. Flying gives one such a liberating feeling; it might seem fleeting yet I believe it has long-term influence on the personality.
I have always been longing for skies… This desire to fly has always been there in me. But never did I dare think that I could do it on my own. “Anything is possible” kind of thing being proven first hand. Mind-blowing… This sensation of being air-borne is absolutely intoxicating. Must admit I am craving it now.
It has been a week since I completed a 3-day paragliding course for beginners with Temple Pilots. I did 3 solo flights being guided on the radio. A week since I can vividly relive every moment of the course in my mind. My small talk with new encounters inevitably brings me to the topic of flying.
I was there, off the ground, going with the wind, feeling the power of it in the canopy, soaring like a bird – F L Y I N G.
This moment, when you feel the strings of the glider (air risers) growing tense with the gust of wind and the canopy inflates, and then in a blink of an eye you are being lifted off your feet, losing gravity, and the realization of you being air-borne hits the base. Soaring higher by catching a following wind current felt perfectly right to me. It was no adrenaline rush as I imagined it could be. It simply felt right. Beautiful. Pure excitement. No fear. Bliss in action or rather streaming bliss.
I can’t imagine a more captivating activity than flying. I am endlessly grateful to the universe to be lucky to experience it. It is now a part of me. I’d think the experience of literally going with the wind has enriched me spiritually in ways yet to be seen though.