I was young -young and in love. That passion burned deep within my soul unlike anything else ever experienced. Something so perfect about that moment allowed the mind to clear and rest assured. The epic epiphany that rose within was deep and underestimating. The engine's power displayed a beautiful force as the airplane rattled down the runway upon landing. Clear -yet concise- was the landing -airy like a pillow. It was the smoothest landing ever made by this woman writing this prompt. The very moment old faithful touched was the same second that I realized there was no way I was alone. Soon yet another crosswind was turned right about Saint George Regional Airport in the state of Utah. My eyes grazed my right shoulder and it was finally realized that I really was indeed alone. The feeling pounded my heart within, nearly giving me panic. However, once I realized that seat was open, but all occupied at the same time there were just too many thoughts. Peace. Hope. Freedom. Love. Grace. Most of all, a guiding light was there right next to me. Though I could not see who it was, there was a clear feeling deep within my veins that someone was indeed sitting next to me.
Breaths became light and the burden was lifted -almost as if a chariot of fire was burning upon me. I at last truly felt at home in heaven. My deep and longing hazel green eyes looked off into the distance before turning finally for the second landing. The one pillar of understanding pulled me further towards my dream. There is nothing truly impossible, as I was proving it right then and there. Once I foretold a clear final, it was an easy move to turn and align the plane up with the centerline of the precision runway. It was an effortless float with 100% flaps and 25% power to maintain a perfect glide slope all the way down. She sat down right on the thousand footers a feat that I was unable to do with an instructor before this flight. The main wheels kissed the runway as I came to a full stop before introducing full power yet again for my last solo landing.
I could not believe the mere feat that I was completing. It felt like an honor to carry on the legacy of past females in aviation. Life truly is beautiful when a bigger picture is stitched together -somewhat like a large quilt to keep the body warm. There was no way that I was able to even come close to beating out this accomplishment. I cleared all traffic while midfield downwind before turning base. It was such a humbling moment when SkyWest Airlines pulled up to the hold short line and cleared me to turn base. I was nearly brought to tears as both the pilots congratulated me on this major event in my piloting career. They informed me that the final was clear -I looked- and went ahead and turned. My last landing. My last breath of fresh air. My heart burned with passion, appreciation, and clear love.
The runway came to me as I greased the landing along the thousand-footers again. Once landed, I was given a handful of radio calls informing me how amazing it was that I overcame and completed my solo. Whilst slowly taxiing back I was moved by everyone who yielded to me and yet again said congratulations. One moment like that can change someone's life forever and ever amen.
A moment like this leaves an impact on someone's life far more than I can actually describe. When I was young I had a dream -a dream that would take me far in life. One year ago the 10th of December was the day that I flew alone for the first time. However, do I truly believe I was alone? No. Indeed it was stunning, but it was also a pure miracle. I felt on top of the world -my 18-year-old self had felt something rich and real. It was better than anything else that I had experienced. The undue experiences created motivation and love within my soul both for myself and the heavens. I long to be in the heavens above -where the clouds and beautiful love reside.
Accomplishing something so intricate was definitely one thing that some people never thought I do. However, I did do it, I did solo for the first time. In fact, one year later I can say that I am an instrument-rated private pilot, and well on my way to my commercial license. This has been one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I am a pilot, and I am a female pilot.
There is nothing on the earth quite like flying. The active duty of flying is comparable to a miracle at first base. That very day that I get to sit in the seat aboard a commercial airliner will be the day that I am fully satisfied with my life -it will be complete and whole. When I get pinned a captain will be the very same day that I have reached my childhood dream of being a successful female pilot. A reward is always greater than the journey, but I believe that the journey is greater than the reward. It is the small moments that mean the most. One life would not be complete without those tiny seconds that add up to be the best things that have ever happened. There is nothing like it at all.
"Flying is freedom and freedom is flight."
I can say that this journey has satisfied my love for aviation, and my very own home in the sky. Life is all about change and gaining a new perspective. The younger me would be very proud of where I am today. Just a few weeks ago I saw a cool video that changed my perspective. Within that video, it showed a little kid and an adult version of the same person. The video explained how life is not about pleasing others, impressing friends, or even pleasing loved ones -it is about impressing your 8-year-old self and your 80-year-old self. Live life to the fullest with no regrets. You are in control of who you want to be, who you become, and who you die. There is no essence in holding back in life. It is -as Shakespeare said in Hamlet- "To be or not to be." Make the choice to take the chance to change.
Life is not ever going to be easy, in fact, it is very unforgiving. Struggles. Trials. Pain. There will be days with endless suffering, but those days shall encourage and uplift. Everything is happening for a reason -trust me. I have failed so many times, and yes, I have failed things within my flight program. However, what matters is how you handle that failure. Taking it personal is the natural man, but once you rise back up again it just gives you power to push through and over come. Some of the worst mistakes are fixable to some degree. I have failed before, but more importantly, nothing could ever ever get me to quit the one thing that I love. There is progress to be made throughout the process in order to allow for a wonderful outcome. What is life without a few bumps in the road?
Flying has instilled a beautiful change within my soul, and I will forever and always keep going. I will make it to that final seat where I long to be. My life has changed -changed for the better. It only started with a vision, but I have actually made it to be a pilot. Isn't that what we all want? Yes. So, in the long run, if that is your goal... do what there is to achieve it. Live happy.