I was late, and had just missed my plane by ten minutes.
Airport madness.
Ouch.
I was put on standby on the next Southwest flight and decided to take out my guitar and entertain the airport dwellers instead of dwelling with anxiety on the uncertainty of my situation.
I developed an audience of people making requests for me to make up improv songs about various topics of importance to them.
Phones came out. Videos were made. Wish I had one.
A trumpet player came by, shy about taking out his instrument, but I persuaded him to join me for a version of “What a Wonderful World”, with me singing it in raspy Louis Armstrong style.
I got on the next flight, and got home only one hour later then my original flight plan.
But my new flight plan had me flying home higher than the airplane, high on the joy shared while ‘waiting’ for my next flight.
Moral of the story?
Trust the Air Traffic Controller.
And when on stand by, just don’t stand by and worry, stand by and find a way to celebrate life and share some good vibes with yourself and others.
The universe will surpass your original flight plan.
The trick is to not get in the way by trying to be your own air traffic controller and flooding the airwaves with fear and complaints.
Satchmo was right.
It’s a wonderful world.
“Why wait for Heaven?”
– A Course in Miracles
