February 10th, 2010:  Learning to Fly

I guess I can expect some blood and maybe a broken bone…or 4.  After all when I was learning to ride my Harley Sportster 1200 custom there was blood the time I hit the chain link fence.  And then there was the time when some woman t-boned me at an intersection.  I learned to look at the tires not eyes of the driver.  And I’m still riding.  The bike and I are one now, no need to think about which hand is doing what with what foot.  God that was mind bending.

So I’m learning to fly my energetic self and it really is quite a ride.  Energy is tricky to get used to…learning to tilt it this way and that way, feel a little bit this way, shift a bit that way.  EGADS!  Don’t go over there!!  And then there’s finding that wind like the gulls do down at Lake Michigan.  They just ride the wind for the fun of it.  I can find that wave of good feelings and just ride sometimes.

And then I fall and I’m not sure how I got there and sometimes it’s easy to rise again with the next wind but sometimes nothing is moving and I just abide with me.

I want to know that I’m learning well, that I’m an excellent student.  I want to hear a reassuring voice telling me how marvelous I’m doing, how graceful I am and not to worry I will get better and better at this.

I was at an energy conference several years ago in San Diego and a woman took a picture of my aura energy.  She was rather amazed and said it was I was riding three stallions at the same time.  I told her I was a double Scorpio.  Well that explains everything!

I do know I’m learning to fly and that I’m improving and that my confidence in the pilot’s seat is growing.  And I wish I could just wad all of my doubt and fear up in a ball and kick it into oblivion.  After that I’ll pick up those twins and hold them on my lap.

Much Love, Connie