Tuesday, September 27, 2011. 10:00 a.m. MDT. Flying somewhere over the mountain ranges of Colorado. We are due to land at LAX at 11:00 a.m. Pacific time and our pilot tells us we will be arriving early due to the gorgeous weather on this coast.
Even though this is just a short visit, it’s incredible that we are on this plane right now. All morning, I’ve been reminding myself that after all these months of planning and looking forward to this trip, it’s actually here. It’s exciting and full of angst, as we don’t know what to expect. What we experience this week will shape our lives on the West Coast and help point us down the right paths.
On our earlier connector flight into Chicago, the woman sitting with us in our three-person row was very friendly and interested in why we were heading to Los Angeles. After mentioning that she has a few friends who have been living out there for around 10 years, working in the film industry, she kindly took our contact information to give to her friends, in the hopes that we could soon connect. After this encounter, I’m reminded of a line in “The Alchemist” by Paulo Coelho, one that I cherish and frequently recite in my head: When you want something, all the the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.