Night Flights

It has been some time…

Dreaming of the levitation and soul flight experience. The buoyancy and lifting off. Being lighter than air and suddenly, quite magically, leaving body behind to take flight.

It is always a privileged view and trip. The ‘craftless’ version was the earlier type of this experience and is itself very special. Just the sense of being soul and/or spirit with complete consciousness having “slipped the surly bonds of earth” (John Magee’s “High Flight”) and customary, limited sense-body-centeredness.

This time something resembling a saucer a foot or two in diameter, ‘standing’ on it. At one point I must have dozed off and the craft was out of control, much to the fear of my family suddenly below, but I righted it intuitively and automatically with ease (always a feature of these flights) and brought it in for a landing back on earth. I asked the foolish question as to how I brought it and me back down but the previous sentence explains all.

This experience of flight is very much an attractive transcendental, sometimes very beautiful process. Last night’s flight was very relaxing and, of course, freeing and natural. I would have to add that it is the ultimate experience of freedom with respect to mind, body, soul, spirit, and perhaps conscious experience. I would have been quite happy to have kept flying longer. There was absolutely nothing to fear. It is an excellent ‘space’ to be in.

I wonder about the timing, being days away from my 64th birthday– the conclusion of what has, indeed, been a grand climacteric year (see Internet for note on that event). There have been many resolutions and a great freeing and moving forward. Perhaps this is the bonus transcendence and final experience of freedom that so many subconsciously look for. I couldn’t have ‘written’ a better ending for my self.

In many ways, this has been a more spiritual year, as evidenced by poems on the blog like “Northern Journey”. This past weekend an old school colleague long forgotten, whom I quite liked and appreciated, passed away. (I wrote a little about him in the online Legacy tributes.) Much of that was about how close we had once briefly gotten. I realized a few years back that I had made final contact with many of the people of my past who once mattered to me. That was a very satisfying, ‘completing’ process.

Elsewhere in my blog, in the Thoreau quotes about walking, I think he put it best–

“If you are ready to leave father and mother, and brother and sister, and wife and friends, and never see them again–if you have paid your debts, and made your will, and settled all your affairs, and are a free man–then you are ready for a walk….I am alarmed when it happens that I have walked a mile into the woods bodily, without getting there in spirit…In my walks I would fain return to my senses. What business have I in the woods, if I am thinking of something out of the woods?”

“So we saunter to the Holy Land, till one day the sun shall shine more brightly than ever he has done, shall perchance shine into our minds and hearts, and light up our whole lives with a great awakening light, as warm and serene and golden as on a bankside in autumn.”

And so I move forward into my favorite walking time of the year–fall. My appointed destiny. “The readiness is all.” Yes, I am truly ready for my day walks and night flights like never before.

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