I have always been fascinated by flight. For as long as I can remember, I have watched the birds in wonder. What does it feel like to fly through the air? What does our planet look like from up there? I had vivid dreams at night where I would suddenly realize I was dreaming and take flight, soaring above magnificent landscapes and feeling elation at the freedom to fly anywhere I wanted.
In 1999, I had brush with death while skiing at Taos Ski Valley, in New Mexico. I was pushed off of a cliff by a small avalanche and I thought my life was over. As I slowly recovered, I re-evaluated my life. The biggest thing I came away with was that I wanted to live more fully and follow my wildest dreams. I now see that our time here is so brief and precious.