The Practical Course: Essay #1 "The Plane"

I left on a stand-by flight after the snow in New York afforded me an opportunity to spend the weekend in Toronto. At first the personal interruption in my schedule caused me an inner flutter, but then I proceeded to simply enjoy what at first seemed a frustrating obstacle.

Toronto is a futuristic city. Pristine, along with every conceivable potential to have a good time.

And so the plane. The plane was ready on the runway to take flight. However, a glitch in the system caused us to return to gate. Problem solved and we were on our way. 45 minutes had elapsed however. And as I had another stand-by connection at JFK, I assumed I would have another travel problem, as New York was approaching closer and closer.

When the plane landed, I had 10 minutes, then 6, to disembark, and find my way to my next nearly ready to leave flight. Admittedly, I was aggravated at the time it took to allow us passengers on our way.

Finally, after I stepped down the metal stairs onto the tarmac I flew through hallways, and found the gate where I was stand-by for a flight to Providence.

Oddly, the crew did not recognize my passage, but since it was the last minute, simply chose, apparently, to eliminate any argument and escorted me to the plane.

So there I was about to finally see my Newport home again.

It was a small plane a DHC-8. A plane I would define as a local prop jet. Carries about 40 passengers.

I watched the prop speed up, as it seemed we taxied forever before arriving at our take-off runway at JFK.

Suddenly the stewardess states: "Our flight from Providence was very turbulent, and nearly everyone became sick. If you need a bag ask me. I also just want you to know that it becomes very hot in these planes and you should take off your coats."

The pilot then spoke to confirm what she had stated.

I loosened my coat, and thought, what the heck, I want to go home.

The plane proceeded in sharp elevation, and I rested back in my seat and closed my eyes. I repeated "I am safe, serene, and in peace." I simply said it over and over again. You could have heard a pin drop in that plane, as the passengers were preparing themselves for quite a ride. I simply remained in meditative stance, and repeated my mantra again and again.

I felt angels around me, and I felt they were literally under the wings, guiding the plane quite gently.

I fell deeper into meditation, and thoughts arrived in mind as to energy flowing between all passengers, the stewardess, and pilot, along with encompassing the plane, all unified in Love's Embrace. In my mind's eye I could see the aura of Love's Energy surrounding the plane, and all of us.

Pilot came overhead once to ask us to prepare for a particularly turbulent landing.

The plane landed. One of the most smooth rides I have ever encountered.

Although I have written of the Course, spoken of its varying interpretations, along with speaking my mind in regards to the copyright, and historical facts of this document's finding, the only times that truly matter are the effects I well know upon applying its contents. This is also verified in "The Secret," a movie of great message of particular interest right now. There are no neutral thoughts, and every thought we choose to hold really does matter.

one who walks,

Jenny