First at flight
Flying is the essence of it all.
Ever since my discovery of ‘vintage’ things I have marveled in this transient world between the past and the present. What was life like throughout the mysterious quota of past years? Marveling is nothing new to the human mind due to the fact that the mind wanders in shameless effort. What shall the mind wander that finds solace in something? Those wandering thoughts in a more old English tone really hits hard for me.
In the year 2016 my life was changed forever. There was absolutely no going back in time, nor was there repeating it. The process is mind over mountain, flying over land. Keeping a focus has never been easy for me because this is all hard, very hard. Life is never ever easy because everyone would be living the same exact thing from day to day. What fun is that? The realism of life really hit when I began the college life
Maybe it was Amelia Earhart’s example. Maybe it was Bessie Coleman who paved the way. Maybe it was Jessica Cox’s pure motivation to make a difference using your differences. Maybe my mind was just held in a deep trance between flying and the real world. I truly feel as if this journey has made me stronger. I can say that those who paved the way for me to fly are the most amazing souls.
That deep trance of discovery -sudden mystery. Every moment of motivation starts with a connection. Who do I really want to be? I really want to set the way for more to continue on. This is life, and it is amazing. Every moment is never near perfect, it is merely a blip in the airspace. Always renewing that fresh mind aids in the curious wonders of the world.
Soloing for the first time was sheer excitement. There was something about it that really hooked my heart even more to this awe inspiring industry. One mention that needs to be realized is how much these small moments mean to me. Every single day my vision gets more clear. I really can see the world more clearly. There is no doubt that I have experienced more than the average human will ever experience.
Just recently I completed my first towered solo. Without a doubt, this was one of the more daunting experiences of my training. I was really intimidated by the idea of communicating with the tower. However, it was actually super easy. He was able to instruct me and guide me on everything I was supposed to do. I have definitely come and grown as a pilot. Whenever I find myself struggling, I always turn towards the sky. This really helps me come to know who I am, and who is standing behind me. I really understand why my soul is so tied to the concept of flying now. I have come to really comprehend what keeps my soul attached. That freedom is unlike anything I could ever come close to describing. I am beyond proud of how far I have come, and I will without a doubt, go even further. I have a love and appreciation for planes, aviation, and the skies. That will never fade.
Just this passed Tuesday I was able to complete my first solo cross country. I must say that this is the year of firsts. I am beyond glad that I have this blog to keep track of my journey. I just got confirmation yet again that I am meant to fly. While on this cross country I got to really test my piloting skills and knowledge. I knew that without a doubt that God was watching over me the whole time. I have been through so much, but this flight has been one of my favorites.
Night flying is a complete different realm of things as well. I really do enjoy seeing the night lights 9,500 feet up in the pure darkness. There is nothing more beautiful than seeing the ILS runways lights at night. The only comparable thing I can mention here is a galaxy. I saw the stars as they glistened back at me. They got closer, but my mind soon realized that it was a beautifully lit runway at Cedar City. Life brings forth so many amazing experiences, and being a pilot just brings even more. At night, the ground turns into an apparent nebulae, which reflects back into my beautiful hazel eyes.
I remember doing a project for my seventh grade English class where I was supposed to answer the following question: “how can I see the world more clearly?” Well, ever since then, I have been so closely connected to this question. I have tried to receive the answer -I wanted to taste that answer. Well, I was able to taste that answer. I know that being 9,500 feet up really does help me see the world more clearly. I have certainly seen it all… but not all of everything. I know that flying really does keep me in tune with the world. The miracle of flight alone is enough to get me hooked on the full experience. Nothing else will ever equate to the beauty of earth… 9,500 feet up.
Pilot training is only a glimpse of what I will ever get to experience. I just got into this industry, and I cannot wait to proceed forward. My life is full of so much joy, miracles, and love because of aviation. The more and more I fly, the more and more I become hooked. See, you never know what you can do until you do it. You never know what you want to do until you try it. Keep pushing it -push your limits. Always look up at that sky and never lose sight of that bright star that you are becoming.
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My name is Jetta, and I am a student pilot currently attending Southern Utah University to become an airline pilot. Join me on my journey from zero to the left seat.