• Charyl Jones


There are times I had always felt I am an airplane that never took off to its destination

always on standby, sitting on the runway waiting, where is there to go?

The vastness of expectations and dreams is frightening; I have felt a shift these last two years, new ideas and challenges have crossed my path, that has helped me to see there is clearance ahead for takeoff . I am strapped in, I am ready , I lift, lift into the beyond. I look out of the window and see the soft pink clouds over the top of Canfield mountain .

Ahead it looks clear, I know there will be storms ahead , that will try to push me to go back. I will keep flying. I am flying solo, no flight plan. I have no fear, for I am the PILOT.

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