I used to have these dreams when I was young about being able to soar in the sky like a bird, of course inevitably even in my dreams I always had to come back down.  Some friends have mentioned over the years that controlling your dreams is a matter of having a waking dream, a concept I never have mastered.  Instead, I made my dreams a reality and joined the rest of the enlightened world and learned how to fly!  I am a wind tunnel flyer and I can SOAR now, not in a waking dream but in my life, in my reality.

History shows us that this great mystery of man and his ability to rise above life’s challenges and conquer, is simply the way we are.  Defiance is sometimes mistaken for determination, and above all else as individuals, we are determined.  Determined to succeed in my life, I found myself thinking of those who dreamed before me; Aristotle, Da Vinci, Prandtl, the Wright Brothers.  These people knew that a dream could be a reality if only there was enough determination, and what they have ALL proved in their passing is that yes, we as human beings CAN realize our dreams no matter how outlandish they seem, and that only a little self determination and empowerment can equal limitless possibilities.

So what is my dream now?  Well, I unlike my afore mentioned counterparts am not a great painter, engineer or aerodynamicist, I am simply me.  The me I choose to be, and no one, no matter how hard they try, could ever fill my shoes.    I spread my arms wide and embrace the wind, my confidant and my vice because without it there would be no dream.  Mother Nature is the inventor and I am simply the connoisseur of her great creation.  Therefore it is not really a dream but something completely attainable to anyone human with the desire and determination to get it, and achieve it.  Like the great bird of prey I manipulate wind gusts and cloud ceilings from time to time, while my aerial view stretches for miles and I consume the beauty, and the passion that belongs only to me in this minute of my life.

Memories last forever, but experiences change your life.  I am someone new, as if my rebirth came when I learned how to stretch my wings and let go.  To let go of tangible things, like parachutes and suspension cables, airplanes and drop zones, is to realize that in a wind tunnel, YOU chose your landing area and come down when you want.  In flight the problems of yesterday are gone; absent from your mind.  Release from endless boundaries and restrictions used to facilitate cohabitation and goodwill among men.  Relentless stresses of career, family and personal achievement simply melt away when I stretch out and submit to my dreams.  Inner peace comes with brutal self honesty and the satisfaction in knowing that you are the best that you can be. 

Dawn Suiter
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I thankyou for you moving write up. It almost brought a tear to my eye and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up as a read your special words.

As for why I love to fly.

I am so so lucky since i fly with my fantastic pal Alison.(Who also happens to be my wife)

What can i say except that to fly with the one you love is beyond the realms of sexual paradise---far far beyond. It is deeper than the physical, it's emotional and bonding.

We love to fly and train together-- I am so so lucky to be able to share a common passion with my pal. Body flying has brought us so close as a couple so thanks are due.

 (She can also fly the pants off me! This is great as it is me trying to catch her for a change-----I like it.)

So thats the sloppy stuff.

Why else do we fly-------do you need to have a reason?---Don't think too much, just fly!

Feel the spirit of true flight, just fly from the soul!

Nigel

My husband and I fly together as well, more so in the last year than ever before and it is wonderful I can agree.

Dawn Suiter
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