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| Mike took this on our flight {because he has to do everything} |
I was able to spend time with some dear friends of mine. We met in Reno at the Reno Air Races in 2011. We met the year of the crash. We met the year the Galloping Ghost plummeted into the box seating killing a dozen people and hurting so many more. The thing about going through something like that is that those you go through it with are automatically connected to each other. It is a strange phenomenon, but it is real. I am very connected to those that were there that day, I am very connected to Mike and Kendle.
I have so things many to say about Mike and Kendle and the people they are, the flights they took my boys (including my hubby) on, the service they give, the kindness in their hearts, their amazing examples, etc... but today I want to write about my very own spiritual flight with Mike.
I have a crush on a man. Don't worry, Jon is okay with it! My crush isn't just any old man. My crush is on a Stearman. A beautiful convertible yellow bi-plane that has years of stories and experiences to share with the world... including mine.
| Me and my "man" crush on the Stearman! |
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| Before take-off! |
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| Good-bye Jon! This is me in the front taking off with Mike! |
The feeling of the air flying through my hair, the sun on my face, the weightlessness of my body is indescribable. The beauty I was witnessing combined with the feelings I was having was moving. It moved me. My soul felt excitement and peace all at the same time. I felt grateful to know God and to know of his unconditional love for me. I felt grateful for such a rare opportunity to be flying in such a beautiful machine with such a great person and friend. My feelings manifested in smiles and tears.
I didn't think anything could compare to what I was experiencing in that moment.
And then we started towards our next destination... below those bright puffy clouds.
| Look at me! I'm flying in a convertible yellow plane! |
Getting close to the ocean was an understatement. We were practically gliding on top of the ocean. In fact, I think we were gliding on top of the ocean. It is a hard feeling to capture in words but we were only feet above the ocean and I
It felt like music would feel, everything was in motion together, the ocean supported and respected the sky and the sky supported and respected the ocean. And there I was, right in the middle of the harmony between the ocean and the sky feeling supported and respected.
I didn't think anything could compare to what I was experiencing in that moment.
And then Mike asked me to look over the left wing and he asked me to let him know if I noticed anything. I looked over the left wing and I was so amazed at how close we were to the ocean, it was like I was riding on a fast sailboat and then I noticed something... it was fast but it was something. I started to doubt myself thinking I imagined it but as soon as that doubt set in I saw it again, and again, and again! I didn't say a verbal word to Mike through the intercom but he must have heard my screams over the roar of the Stearman, he must have noticed the excitement in my body. "What do you see TC?" I calmed down and spoke back to him "DOLPHINS! I see DOLPHINS!!" They were jumping along side of us!
Mike pulled up and flipped around and lined us up perpendicular to the ocean. With our left wing pointed directly over the ocean and our right wing towards the heavens I looked down and saw hundreds upon hundreds upon hundreds of dolphins. The water was so clear I could see everything they were doing. I just watched in awe as Mike spiraled around and around those dolphins so that I could take it all in. The dolphins were hunting and they were fast! They were leaping in and out of the water. One dolphin was teasing another by poking it with his nose! It seemed like the dolphin being teased was annoyed! I watched as a spiraling dolphin went from his gray back to his white stomach to his gray back over and over again spiraling like a torpedo! I was so close to them and I found so much joy in watching them.
The feeling of the air and the ocean and watching such beautiful creatures jump and spin and play, is indescribable. The beauty I was witnessing combined with the feelings I was having was moving. It moved me. My soul felt excitement and peace all at the same time. I felt grateful to know God and to know of his unconditional love for me. I felt grateful for such a rare opportunity to be flying in such a beautiful machine with such a great person and friend. My feelings manifested in laughter and tears.
I didn't think anything could compare to what I was experiencing in that moment.
I know it's cliche but it really was heavenly and very spiritual. I felt close to God. I felt peace. I felt seen and heard and important.
I will never forget this experience and I will forever be grateful to Mike and Kendle for taking me up there as a friend and as a member of The Reno Family that I have become a part of. They did this for me as a gift, for no real reason but just to take me up and let me experience what they get to be a part of.
I have more love in my life than I know what to do with.
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| Jon, Tice, Kendle and Mike having dinner after my flight. I was still on cloud nine... clearly! |
| Look! There's Mike! http://www.biplanefun.com/index.cfm/Home/ |




