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I whisper well wishes to the plane

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Every time I see a plane overhead or sit at an airport watching one lift off, I say a little prayer or make a wish for everyone on board.  I whisper to the plane “Have a good, safe flight.”

I like doing this. Partly because I’d very much like someone to be sending those same good thoughts toward my plane. But mostly because you never know what is happening inside that little metal tube flying through the sky.

Maybe someone is nervous and gripping the armrest. Maybe someone is jubilant, heading off on the adventure of a lifetime. Maybe someone is going home. Maybe someone is leaving home. Maybe someone is starting a new job, ending a relationship, visiting someone they love or quietly beginning an entirely new chapter.

Yesterday, at Dublin Airport, heading home, I found myself doing it more than usual. I watched planes take off and thought about all those lives, hopes, worries and stories heading in different directions.

It costs me nothing to put a little good energy into the universe for strangers.

And, frankly, I’m hoping the universe keeps a little of that good energy in reserve for me when it’s my turn to take off.

More to come on my recent wonderful trip.

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  1. SMiLes Well Wishes to Planes
    From a Life Spent in Travel
    Dear Miriam Surely

    Understandable

    as it is a Unique Space
    Above Terrestrial Earth to Be

    Indeed

    ET A
    Mechanical
    Bird On Wings

    Hehe or Perhaps
    Estimated Time of Arrival

    for the Long Waits in layovers
    in this and that City and More

    i suppose i’ll never get that
    Picture of the Plane meeting

    A Destiny With Twin Towers

    totally out of my Mind

    or a Blogging FRiEnD
    From Egypt Married

    to a successful
    Dermatologist

    Whose Life ended
    in a Plane Mishap too

    Never Been on a Plane

    And Never Been to
    Where You Just came
    From In Dublin since my
    Grandfather Was born there at least in Ireland

    Which could mean Dual Citizenship too as His
    Rainsford Family roots helping to House much more
    Than a Pint of Guinness Beer in Production of that Beer

    in Ancestral
    History too

    Considering he was
    A Catholic Priest i suppose
    i’m Lucky Enough to be here
    as he was woo’ed by a Young
    Cajun Woman at His Parish in

    Taylor County Florida Place
    of More than one Hurricane

    This Century too yet i
    digress would love

    to Hear More
    Soon about Your

    Travels to a Place
    Far Away Yet as close as roots…

    Along with my Grandfather’s Father
    From the Black Forest of Germany
    Trivia note: Great Grandfather
    born there enough for

    Dual Citizenship too

    Always have an Option
    If Need B or Option A

    With
    SMiLes

    for the obvious
    Rough Seas ahead…

    For All Wayfarers
    of this Ship on Land..:)

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