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September 18, 2007 at 9:29 pm (South Africa, abroad, africa, durban, road trip, skydive)

spring-b-reak-312.jpgI did not tell my mother that I went skydiving until after the fact so she would know that I lived through it. We arrived at the airfield of Skydive Kwazulu Natal to meet Marc, who explained exactly what we had to do, every instruction he gave me was erased immediately by fear, which was probably not the best situation. After instructions and strapping on my harness, I sat in my tandem partner’s lap on the tiny plane. We made our way up past the clouds into the sky, looking for the best place to jump. We were warned that we might not even be able to jump because there were too many clouds in the sky, and that it might be dangerous. I trusted the stranger whose lap I was sitting in when he said the spot we picked was safe to jump out of thousands upon thousands of feet in the air. Marc opened the door, and Laura and Marc flew out of the plane and my partner was securely strapped on and practically just pushed me out the door.

The forty second free fall felt like a half a second. He gave me a thumbs up during it to put my arms out and fly. My eyes were open, I could not be afraid, because honestly, if I were to die up there, there was nothing I could do about it then so I just enjoyed the elation of falling from the sky.

The parachute unexpectedly came out and I was all of the sudden floating above a layer of clouds. Until we passed it, all I could see was the sky and a blanket of clouds. I have always wanted to jump out of planes to see what it would be like to touch a cloud, and what it would feel like to fly above them and I finally had my chance. It was the most surreal experience to be one amongst the clouds. We floated through the layer of clouds, and I put my hands out to touch them. No, they do not feel like marshmallows like the rumour goes. After we passed the layer of clouds, my tandem partner said “hmm, where is the airfield,” which was a little bit disconcerting but I trusted this stranger to get me down safely, and we did with the parachute behind us. I landed on the ground without an injury or even with my legs shaking. I could still barely believe that I just jumped out of a plane. The image floating above the clouds is forever imprinted in my mind.

 

“And for just a moment I had reached the point of ecstasy I had always wanted to reach, which was the complete step across chronological time into timeless shadows, and wonderment in the bleakness of the mortal realm, and the sensation of death kicking at my heels to move one, with a phantom dogging its own heels, and myself hurrying to a plank where all the angels dove off and flew into the holy void of uncreated emptiness, the potent and inconceivable radiances shining in bright Mind Essence, innumerable lotus-lands falling open in the magic mothswarm of heaven.”  On the Road- Jack Kerouac

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