My first flight was a little bit like an amusement park ride. There was quite a bit of mild turbulence. Most of the passengers were completely unfazed.
I however, found myself closing my eyes and feeling the sensations. It reminded me of amusement rides when I was little. Jostling in all directions. It gave me butterflies in my tummy and made me giddy with excitement. It was so fun.
Between bumps and jostles I spent most of my time looking out the window and trying to take pictures. It was so beautiful.
What was a dark and gloomy rainstorm leaving MCI turned into a blanket of soft fluffy cotten clouds once we were above. I found myself seeing shapes in them, just like when I lie on the ground and to watch for hearts and animals.
It was just so beautiful.
Now I know why stories tell us that angels live up here, it’s so beautiful that it must belong to angelic beings.
As we neared Chicago the clouds disapated to reveal postage stamp farms below. It was simply just beautiful and amazing. I am ever so grateful for this experience.
I hope I get to do many more of these things called flights. Perhaps as a whole family too! That would be most excellent.
I just realized that my one and only Amtrak train ride went through Chicago and my first flight is going through Chicago! Two firsts with the same layover! Plus I have now seen NavyPier from the ground and air and water! (Air view is the photo at top.)
BTW, the acupuncturist reminded me to take gum to chew to help with ears popping. I’m so very grateful she told me that. I hadn’t even thought of it and it helped a lot!
May you have wonderful firsts and especially wonderful flights. May you find immense gratitude for most all things, but especially when you are experiencing something for the first time. May everything be the most beautiful and wonderful experience in your now moment. May you know that God loves and supports you in all that you do.