As soon as you look down, the Box gets linear and sees all the well-known “problems” inherent to flying.
“Hmmm, I wonder how high we are? What’s the air speed and temperature up here? How much fuel do we have left? How did we get up this high anyway? What is that thing down there? AAAARRRGGGHHH!”
Practice nonlinearity. This skill helps you shift from butting heads with well-defended realities, to choosing from possible options that are mostly invisible to others until you implement them.
Take yourself lightly.
The idea is old and sounds trite, but that does not make it untrue: Love is 'angel food'. Angels can fly because they take themselves lightly. Stay light by slowly spinning your Energetic Body (clockwise when you look down) constantly dropping the baggage of considerations about past and future. Humor is grease to slip free of seriousness.
NOW is nearly weightless. If it is heavy it is not Love. Stay Unhookable by staying connected to the Nothingness both inside of you and outside of you. Nothingness cannot be Hooked by anything. A small Disk Of Nothing helps to keep you Angel-weight.
Yes. 'Delight' is a complete instruction with regards to flying. Delight is also a verb.
Answer these questions:
What delights you? (You. Not your Box. Not your Gremlin. Not your mother or father or society. You. This is an important Question to keep answering for yourself, by yourself.)
What delights the other? (Only they can answer this question. Your job is to keep asking that question, and truly Listen.)
Instead of using your massive powers of creating to create things NOW to be exactly how they were three seconds ago, use your massive powers of creating to create Love fresh each three seconds.
Learn to fly solo.
You will never be able to be happy with another person if you cannot already tolerate the intensity of being radiantly happy all by yourself. No matter what the circumstances, if you really wanted to be happy, who could stop you?
If you really want to be happy right now, prove it.
There are many reasons for not flying. So what? Many people will not understand what you are doing. They might be offended. They might not believe you. So what?
Flying might be impossible. It might not be permitted by your culture and times. It might be outside the conceivability limits of your relatives or neighbors. So what?
You get the idea.
What would relationship look like if you could dance like this with others and with your circumstances?
What would your gameworlds look like if we could dance like this with the Universe?
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful to be realistic to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon,
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
Experimenting means to practice simple skills that build together into astonishing competence.
Competence to one woman seems like magic to another.