Hi all. Remember the last post I wrote to you from the aeroplane bound for Queensland? Well, what an eventful flight that ended up being.
Just after I had finished my post, we were calmly sitting in our seats reading and talking when we started to land. You know this is happening because the plane feels like its flying slightly downwards and your ears start to pop a little. This went on for a while, this slow, gradual descent, when suddenly the plane lurched upwards and the engines roared like a rocket taking off. My heart leapt and my eyes looked wildly around. My youngest son gasped and grabbed my hand, my eldest son went very pale. I looked around the plane and although no-one was making much noise people were distressed, glancing at the other passengers around them and gripping their seats a little tighter, fear and worry flashing across their faces.
I murmured to my youngest, who had now buried his head in my lap, “It’s ok, it’s alright darling”. But my heart and thoughts had turned to dread. “We are dying”, I thought. “This plane is crashing and we are going to be killed”,I told myself. I felt ridiculously dramatic on one hand but I also felt control slipping away and panic starting to set in as the plane was still flying upwards, engines revving, going faster and faster as if urgently trying to save itself.
Amidst all this turmoil and my wild thoughts, I glanced across the aisle at an elderly man who was reading his newspaper. He hadn’t moved, he looked absolutely undisturbed, relaxed and calm. I kept looking at him. He wasn’t distressed and he was emitting a stable, peaceful and serene air. I felt myself begin to relax, I started thinking, “Maybe we are ok, he doesn’t look worried, maybe he knows something I don’t, maybe it’s all ok”. I found myself drawing on his calm, pulling myself together and knowing that indeed if this plane was going down I needed to be brave for my sons. I needed to control my thoughts, keep it all together, think of them and above all, calm down.
Just as I was starting to quiet my thoughts and focus, the pilot spoke over the loud speaker. Apparently, the weather had deteriorated and we weren’t able to land just yet (hence the dramatic up-turn of the plane). We were going to fly out over the ocean for 15 minutes then come back and try again, otherwise we would be rerouted.
Everyone relaxed, we all knew what was going on. The plane wasn’t crashing, we weren’t going to die. People started grinning and giggling and talking to each other with relieved expressions on their faces. I spoke with the boys, laughed with the people across the aisle and relaxed.
The second attempt at landing also went pear shaped with the same dramatic woosh upwards but this time we all oohed and aahed and chatted to each other. The panic was gone and in it’s place a camaraderie and the promise of a good story to tell our friends and family when we landed.
Now when I think about it, apart from feeling a little foolish and also not wanting to experience that feeling again any time soon, I am interested in what I learnt. I am under no illusions that I would be totally cool and keep it together completely if the plane really did go down (though I would like to think I would) but I did learn I could control some of my panic. I could talk to myself, draw strength from others around me and keep going. I could take the focus off my own needs and help others (admittedly my children, but I’m giving myself kudos anyway). I could go through something emotionally challenging and not fall apart. I learnt that not knowing is far worse than knowing and that along with that my head can imagine terrible things where terrible things do not necessarily exist.
Life throws things at us all the time. Can you remember what you learnt from your last panic or crisis?
I am sure that if we can gain some meaning from our experiences they help us to live our lives with an increase in tolerance of the human condition, an increased awareness of what we have (as opposed to what we don’t have) and learning life lessons that will serve us well if we remember and embrace them.
It’s all good.



