Flying Lesson #1 Barbara Heagy
Come fly with me.
Oh, I don’t think so.
I can’t do that.
Yes, you can.
Just step close to the edge
And let go.
No. I’m not made for flying.
I’m heavy, clumsy, aerodynamically unsound.
Birds are made for flying,
Not me.
It’s all in the attitude.
If you feel light and free,
You will be light and free.
Come. Let go.
No. It’s not natural.
I am not a flier.
Supernatural powers would
Have to be involved here.
We are all fliers
If we let ourselves be.
We are all meant to soar
High above the limitations
We set on ourselves.
But I’m scared.
I would be alone.
What if I begin to fall?
Trust me.
You are a flier.
You are meant to fly.
It will be as natural
And effortless and easy
As it is for a bird that steps out on a branch
and casts its body into the breeze.
But you have to believe,
And you have to stretch out your wings.
Gather up your courage
And jump.
You will not be alone.
The wind and the air will be your companions.
Well, if I’m meant to fly
Let me not be
As loose things
Tossed about at the whim of the wind.
Dust and leaves and dandelion seeds
Are not for me.
I want to be as sure as
The goose in its yearly migration
About its destination.
No,
There are no guarantees.
But I can promise you this;
The world of flight
Will be full
Of wonder and surprises.
You will find freedom
And new strength
As you glide
And soar and swoop
Over unknown worlds.
And you will be
More than you ever dreamed you could be.
You sound so sure of yourself.
I am.
You make it sound so easy.
It is.
Now, are you ready?
Let’s F L Y . . . . . .