God is NOT My Co-Pilot

“God is my co-pilot.”  Like many sayings, it’s one that always seemed to be there. A statement of hope and guidance. Until the moment you really pay attention. That’s when it becomes laughable. If God is my co-pilot that means I have some kind of control.


A couple of weeks ago I took my first plane trip since I was 6 years old. After many decades and a different world, it counts as my first. Our pilot informed us that we were going to drive around to another runway only because the wind direction had changed ever so slightly. Being afraid of heights, I considered closing my window shade and concentrating on my books or music. But, curiosity got the best of me. I  watched as the wings flexed and vented before take-off. I looked out as we soared far above the clouds. It was what I like to call Delightfully Terrifying. I loved every moment and plan on traveling more. In fact, if I had my way I’d become a future travel writer.

While we were above the clouds I thought about how much we put our trust into the hands of the pilots and staff  every time we fly. Turbulence and turning were two things I could not completely get used to. There were times I could look at the shapes and colouring of clouds and prepare myself for the  upcoming turbulence, but other times it was more unexpected.

The flight home was just as wonderful, yet, being after dark a little more concerning. The wonderful older gentleman sitting in seat 4B talked me through some of the rougher turbulence, as he informed me he had been traveling for 22 years and this was all normal. He talked to me about the view of Seattle and it was worth the night time view of the vibrant city.

It was  on that flight home when I thought about how much flying is like living. We have no real control other than what we do in our own little section of the world. We trust that everything will turn out well and that the turbulence won’t last too long. Every once in a while, we end up with a seat mate who is a balance of good conversation and intelligent silence.

2016 has been another one of those years that has been a harsh lesson in learning to let go of expectations and how little control we really have. Many deaths have and sad times have happened to many. Yet. in years to come we will hold onto the memories that were good about the year.


We look forward to 2017 with the same hope in our personal lives that we go forward with every year.For me, 2017 will be the year of “Semper et deinceps”: Always Forward!

What will your theme be?

Weekly Inspiration: Crusader (Black Gryphon)

Sunday’s Inspirational Women feature has changed to the Weekly Inspiration. Being Artemis isn’t just about women. It’s about all of us who have ever needed that extra boost in life.
Inspiration can come from a woman, man, child,  animal, or as this post proves — music. 

Send in what inspires you this week to lmarie333@cox.net and it will be featured in next week’s Weekly Inspiration.


One of the things that keeps me up and going is this song by Black Gryph0n. It’s a song about three friends (who happen to be ponies) trying to find their destinies.
We’ve all been there or we are there. It doesn’t matter if you’re a pre-teen or if you’re over 40. Who am I? What is my purpose in life? We all go through it.


It’s sounds like a cliche, “Focus on the journey, not the destination.”  Enjoy the moment.  What good is it to keep moving to the destination if you miss the great moments along the way? You’re young and free — no matter how old you are. Get out there and make the most of today.
It doesn’t matter if it’s just something as simple as reading a book, playing with your kids, or watching a good movie. Don’t fret so much about who you can or will be. We know you’ll get there. Enjoy TODAY!

Thank you, Black Gryph0n, for the reminder on my playlist, this morning. ❤