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In January 2008 I pretty much stopped flying. In 3.5 months I have
flown three days, far below my usual practice of flying through the
week as well as on the weekends, much to my friends exasperation :-).
What is worse is that I have no desire to fly. More about the
reasons: Politics and the Casualty Ward .
Some have asked how could I let a bunch of mean spirited 'arrogant
swines' dictate the course of my life and lead me to give up something
I was so much a part of and that meant so much to me.
But mostly I get the impression that they feel deserted, betrayed.
There is a sense of loss. I was not meant to give up. Through
FLYGIRL, I shared how I dealt with fear, depression and all the
emotions so few people verbalise for fear of being seen as weak and
being made to feel ashamed of being human by those who have the need to
feel superior and who deny their own weaknesses. I wrote about not
giving up, of overcoming fear and for two years I gave hope and promise
to paraglider pilots and regular people struggling with similar issues,
that it was possible to turn it all around.
And now, just when I seemed to be on the pinnacle of success, I gave
up..... It would seem that I failed those people, those people who are,
were like me in some way. And this saddens me. I know what it is like
to feel betrayed.
So what do I do?
Do I fly for them?
I have always advocated that flying is a personal thing, that you fly for yourself and only yourself. That flying to make others happy, was a mistake. That my greatest happiness came from learning to be selfish, something so few South African women get to experience without guilt and in giving myself permission to be selfish, I blossomed into someone who was fully herself and in love with life.
The onset of unreasonable fear years later changed all that and I had re-evaluate my reasons for flying. In 2007 I gave myself goals in the form of competitions and this worked really well for awhile. The XC-Open was a Godsend and Manilla 2007 was a fantastic experience and I was really getting into the the whole competition thing. Except, by my third competition, in Piedrahita, I was flying to be acknowledged by other people, to beat pilots from my own country and nolonger flying only for myself. Low self esteem drove me to try and succeed, to prove to myself and to others that I was 'worthy'. In so doing, I discovered something inside of me and in others that I did not like. There were those amongst us, and I include myself right up there in front, who were competing against one another, hoping that the other would make a mistake that would see them land before ourselves. If you were safely behind, you may receive encouragment, but if you were ahead or seen as a threat, there were pilots hoping you would make a mistake and fail.
People ask me why I never entered the All Africa in December 2007 - 'you should have entered the comp and proved how well you can do'. Well, there were two reasons why I never entered the All Africa. I had the horrible feeling that there were people there who wanted me to take part and who wanted me to fail, to be brought down to size after my XC-Open wins. The fact that I was still very afraid of mountain flying, particularly of Dasklip in mid summer, I knew the chances were exceptionally high that they would get their wish and I would be humiliated by those very people. I expressed my concern to a fellow pilot at the All Africa, thinking that I was being paranoid, but it turns out I was not. The pilot explained the traditional competition mindset above and the honesty of it shook me. This is what competition is partly about, I guess, but it feels wrong, it feels cannabilistic.
This is not why I fly and it is not what the XC-Open is all about. The XC-Open is about flying with friends and going as far as you can on any route you want to take. It is about freedom and delight in a great flight - for yourself and for others. The internationals at Piedrahita in Spain showed me the bigger picture, delighting in my achievements even if I beat them on the rare occasion. The true spirit of the XC-Open was all about the flight and the joy it brought each pilot - the results at the end of it were mostly part of the fun. That is the spirit I wanted to be a part of, that was the spirit I flew Manilla with - but I went off course before the year was out and the nail in the coffin was the politics and personal nonsense at the All Africa 2007 where I was banned after the competition I did not enter was finished.
So now I am going back to my own advice that worked so well for my first years in paragliding - doing it for myself - doing what makes me happy. Unfortunately it nolonger includes paragliding.
So, my apologies for those who feel betrayed by my 'giving up', but I would like you to think on this:
Paragliding was the single most happiest experience of my life and it lasted for years. It cleared my depression for a time and it opened my heart. It prepared an environment that allowed me to accept my family into my life after 13 years of estrangement. It is over now and yes you could be angry and hurt and feel that I have betrayed you, or you could accept that nothing is forever, not Life, not this Earth and certainly not paragliding.
One of the things that paraglider pilots fear most is the loss of their ability to take to the air again, for reasons of fear, physical damage, family commitments etc and how it effects them emotionally. The feeling of loss they sometimes feel, the withdrawals that can sink them into agonising depression which seems never ending, is sometimes almost too much to bear. They fear that there is no life after flying... I once did.... Well to you I offer this hope...
There is life after flying. I am living it. It may seem mundane to you to want to build a home and to spend time with children, to go hiking in mountains and test my strength and Will on walls, but it is my choice and it is where I want to be now. And quite frankly, nothing in my life has been mundane - I make it what it is, every day.
FLYGIRL is now about building an energy efficient home and about adventures other than paragliding. I am also toying with the idea of expanding upon a section of my work in the South African Film Industry. Most of the websites on this topic are business-like without the personal angle. It might be fun to create something different :-)
As far as flying goes: I expect I will take to the air from time to time, I might even enter a competition or two if I feel the urge, but writing about them is not the same for me anymore. The passion for flying and writing about flying has simply drained away. So...
Always Remember - Fly for Yourself and no-one else - in Life and in Paragliding.
Love FLYGIRL |