Sky Diving, Sussex NJ


Sky Diving???

I will be honest! When my honey asked me if I’d ever go sky diving, I played it all cool as if I was not scared of anything. Behind my gut I would tell myself, “You must be out your sweet mind if you’re thinking about sky diving”

The truth is we are all SCARED of something and almost every decision in life we make can be  SCARY.  However, I was not about to back up from an amazing opportunity and decided to move forward with my sky diving journey!!

We arrived at Sussex, NJ Skydiving Airport and registered for the last scheduled dive as we signed some waiver’s and death sentence papers.  At that moment, a FEAR voice came on to me and said “You are signing your death rights right now, are you out of your mind???” – Then my spontaneous voice said to me “Come on!! You can do this! You can beat that ugly voice named FEAR, if you die today, you can be certain you died without fear!!” – …  and so I signed all those paperwork and I was finally relieved!

As we waited for our turn, we sat outside the trailer watching the coaches packing their parachutists for their next dive. I paid very close attention to every single detail when it came to re-sealing their back pack. In my mind, all I kept saying was “God please?? Keep me safe, I trust these guys do not want to lose their lives, I trust they know what they’re doing and I leave my soul to you”

Later on, we looked straight up and spotted one of our planes and diver’s jumping out holding hands and making a big circle in the air, at that moment I thought to myself again “Oh Oh’!! that’s going to be us in a few hours!!” Little fear set in again, but I was able to flick if off because it looked like so much fun.

Finally, our turn had arrived! My mind was racing at the speed of light and my heart pounding really hard.  My boyfriends mother who also joined us seemed calm and fearless, very happy and ready to go. My boyfriend was pretty quiet and going with the flow, their actions helped me stay calm and made me realize I was not alone. We went through a tutorial to practice our stance before the jump. I paid absolutely no attention to the instructions given because I was more concerned about my life!

Our plane took off and I was the last person to board.  Guess what that meant? Yes, you got that right. Last one in is the first one out.  As we gained higher altitude, my heart raised faster and and I could feel my hands begin to sweat, I could also gaze over the horizon and see how beautiful our planet really is. I felt a bit nauseous yet a bit excited.  Before my eyes, my instructor began to strap himself up against me and asked me to proceed to the door, but I resisted and tried running to the back of the plane.  My boyfriend and his mother were laughing hysterically and I was terrified to bits and pieces!  At this point I figured there was no way out other than jumping out the window! I had no choice, my instructor Potato had me attached to him and with his strength he back flipped us out of the plane.

I can’t describe the way I felt at that split second. There was a sudden silence where I faced Heaven and Earth.   I heard this inner voice inside me which said “You did it! You overcame your fear” and like a matrix, I was back to the world in front of me.  I found my self grabbing on to my instructor’s arms as if I saw death right in front of my eyes, but he unfolded my arms off his and asked me to fly with my wings wide open and enjoy the feeling of flying. I took his advice and it became such an amazing experience, I was not scared to soar. I felt liberated and blessed with the sun shining on me…

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