A few years ago， my younger sister and I were the first ones down the tunnel to board our flight for Norfolk， Virginia. Just as we were about to board the plane， a mechanic emerged from inside the aircraft and blocked the door with his arms. He turned to the flight attendant and hurriedly stated， “We got problems！”

I thought to myself， “Why did I have to be the one to hear that？ Why couldnt I have been at the back of the line？ I didnt need to know that！” Very soon we were back in the terminal， waiting， and then ultimately back on the plane. I waited for the pilot to give an explanation. Pilots take courses to ease passengers mind right？ They know what to say to calm nerves.

Unfortunately， I dont think this pilot took that course. Soon his voice boomed throughout the plane， “Sorry for the delay， ladies and gentlemen. We had no power on the plane. We have a generator on the ground right now， and we are going to jump-start the engines. Once we get them going， we will get up in the air and head to Norfolk， and see what happens.”

That was it. That was all he said. See what happens？ We are going to get up in the air， and see what happens？ Couldnt we have another plan， one thats been worked out just a little better？

At this point， all I could do was to laugh nervously. One woman started yelling， “Oh no！ We are going to crash！” There were sighs of desperation and anxiety spreading throughout the cabin like a tidal wave， and we hadnt even taken off yet. Thirty minutes passed and we were still sitting there. Then the voice of the pilot came over the intercom again， “Ladies and gentlemen， I know you are frustrated—so are we—we know you are hot， we only have one engine going right now， and it is working double time.”

There were moan as if we had all boarded a vessel of doom. It seemed that， we were all seated in an aluminum casket， buckled next to strangers. After all， the pilot said he was frustrated. He told us our one engine was working double time， and his elaborate plan was to get up in the air， and see what happens！ Then we did. We got up in the air， and what happened？ Nothing—other than thrust and lift. We arrived in Norfolk， and no sooner had the wheels touched the tarmac than a round of applause burst out， as everyone throughout the airplane simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

Although， I do sincerely like to have a plan better than “see what happens” worked out when flying—it really isnt such a bad life strategy. All too often， I would see people chasing their goals halt frozen with inaction just because they dont have all the necessary pieces or guaranteed result when in reality—they will never have all the pieces. Success will never be guaranteed. The best thing that you can do is just get up in the air， and see what happens. Sometimes adjustments would be made in the air， or shall we say， in the middle of the process.