How Skydiving Changed My Life.

Hey Vulnerabites…

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WHERE IS THE DOOR?!?!? What if I change my mind? WHERE IS THE !@$%@$@ DOOR!?!?! No door… just something that looks like a thick plastic blind that goes up and down. Calm down honey! Whhooo Sssaaaa. The aircraft is lifting off the runway and I’m laughing hysterically — not out of excitement… just in between the gasps of my panic attack!

The higher we go, the cooler the air gets… I can’t see the houses and cars on the earth anymore and quite frankly, I don’t give a crap… at this point I’m just wondering if I pee on myself, will gravity pull it down or will the winds smear it across my instructor’s helmet.
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“You have arrived at your destiny, no excuse me, your destination.” I was 14,000 feet high in the air and there was only ONE way back to the car… it was through that big thick transparent blind they call a door.

I pretended to scoot toward the entrance of the air craft, having dealt with the likes of first time jumpers for years, my instructor pulled himself around me, like a wobbling pregnant woman and without any kind of “countdown”…

IN.DE.SCRIB.ABLE.

(Watch Video of My Jump Here)

Jumping out of a plane taught me life lessons that I’ll never forget, and for those of you who’ll never go… here is your chance to live vicariously through me…

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I was good all week… or rather, my days started too early and ended far later than I wanted, and didn’t leave me with time to think about what was coming up over the weekend. But as quickly as my 5am alarm went off, my tummy began to boil with nerves. I was feeling so sick… I laid in bed for another 30 minutes and knew whether I felt like it or not, I had to show up, that was Lesson 1. After all, it was MY idea… and the group was waiting on ME.

My phone buzzed, “I’m downstairs,” he said. My ride was here and there was no turning back now. It was the longest 2 hour drive of my LIFE! Like why Mac? Why? What was wrong with just celebrating life over dinner at The Cheesecake Factory? I sat in the car and secretly hoped he would push between 90-100 mph, so I could just get this over with. Either his car was a space ship, or the GPS lied… we were there in 1 hour and 15 minutes. GULP!!! All of a sudden, I wanted time to slow down, I mean what was the rush? Like seriously, who in their right mind is rushing to the gates of an airport to jump out of a plane? Lesson 2, the very thing I wanted to do was upon me and here I was hoping things would just slow down. Like the saints would say, receiving the blessing is one thing… but the grace to handle it is another.

The stomach-gutting part of this entire experience was when my instructor shouted into my ear, “Stand Up! We’re next!” and we scooted to the edge of the plane …. FREEZE…. right there..

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… this was where all my fears and anxiety, balled themselves up and jumped into my throat.

Once my feet left the air craft, that was it…. POOF! All the fear, nerves, anxiety were all gone! Dissipated into thin air!

It was harder to decide that I would do it, than the actual jump out of the plane  —- free falling , no fear at all.

Lesson 3, sometimes the hardest thing to do in life, is finding the guts to stand at the edge … and step out.

What do you say Vulnerabites? Will you give sky diving a try?Or if you have, would you do it again?

Yours Vulnerably,

The Naked Writer

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8 Comments Add yours

  1. ElevateWithJanea says:

    Girl, you have me ready to do it now!! I can only imagine how you must have felt…I want to feel it for myself #OpensGrouponApp! You’ve done it again! Thank you for being such an inspiration!!

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    1. Hahahahaa!!!! Yyyyaaassss!!!! Do it!!! You have to! There is no experience quite like it! Please tag me when you do! How about getting to it before the summer is over? 🤔

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  2. aseekerfinds says:

    I have to show up.

    Mmm. That stuck with me. As did recognizing that the fear in deciding to jump actually superceded any feelings of anxiety while doing. Mmm. If fear had stopped you from jumping, you wouldn’t have known that there would be no feelings of fear while jumping.

    Dang.

    I gotta go soak in that one and let it sit in my spirit.

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    1. Girl! *Holy Ghost Dance* Did you just preach my blog!!?!?!? You just said that way better than I did! Somebody pass the offering plate!!! Yes! Yes! Yes!

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  3. Joelle says:

    I am applauding your nerve and follow thru….with my feet firmly planted on the ground.

    On a side note, thank you for lessons on stepping out into the unknown.

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    1. Hahahaa! You feet firmly planted on the ground huh?!? I hear you Jo! 😝

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  4. Gina Smith says:

    I WILL LIKELY NOT SKYDIVE!!!

    Yet, vulnerably, courageous and bold I will walk out this race The Father has predestined. Step out on the edge, out of fear, out of my comfort zone (s) and into the deep. The unthinkable places, unknown and unexpected, a willing vessle. I say, “YES!”

    CONGRATS!!! On this life changing, perspective altering, courage building, risk limiting (other than swimming with sharks) I have no clue, “WHAT’S NEXT!?” Bless you Ma’am!!! KEEP SOARING!!!

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    1. Swimming with sharks?!? lol I’m not there yet 😂😂😂

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