Well, Ese Walters needs no
introduction, if you don't know sorry, oya go here and to read about her
sexcapades with one of Nigeria's leading pastors. Now, back to the matter, Ese
is currently in London and on Tuesday October 1, she decided to take "An
Independence Day Jump" as she tagged it.
According to her, she's been
suffering from writer's bloc since the undesirable
#EseWaltersPastorBiodunFatoyinboSexScandal broke out, and the only way to cool
off the steam was to fulfill one of her bucket list before she dies:
So
for the past few weeks I have had the greatest block EVER! I tried and tried to
write but just couldn’t. My inner critics kept telling me I was done writing.
Words kept flooding my head but anytime I sat in front of my laptop, I
struggled. “What do I write?” “How do I write?” “Will it make sense? I decided
then to change focus and give writing a break. I looked at my bucket list, which
I wrote about 3 years ago and one of the things I wanted to do before I die, was
skydiving. Weird huh? Well, it was on the list and I knew at some point I was
going to have to do it. Remembering that my personal theme for 2013 is “just do
it” I decided to just go ahead and do it....
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I booked the date for the 1st of
October 2013. I have a thing for dates. I thought it would be my own way of
celebrating my Country’s 53rd Independence. ‘An Independence Day Jump’ I tagged
it. Hehe.The date was
drawing nearer and my mind had stopped counting down to it. Matter of fact, I
didn’t know what to expect so I decided to NOT think about it until the day. I
didn’t even speak to my family about it because I already preempted the
fear-based reaction that was bound to follow. Being the adventurer that I am (I
am my father’s daughter!) Me old man is an adventurer himself. Guess I picked
that geneI sha kept
the plan to myself except for few close friends and family.So, come Oct 1st, I journeyed to
Cambridge from London to partake in what some would call a daredevil feat. I was
the only one who didn’t come with family or supporters to watch or cheer me on.
My cousin said, “I’m not coming to watch you die.” LOL. We had a short training on how to
behave when jumping out of the plane. Still at that point, my mind hadn’t fully
registered what it was I was about to do. I agreed with people who had once
called me ‘crazy,’ I truly am crazy.I met my instructor and
photographer (the photographer jumped from the plane as well. Apparently, that’s
his job, jumping with skydivers to take photos.) The most intimidating part of the
jump was when we were about to leap off the plane. I thought I was confident
because I hadn’t spent any time thinking about what I was going to do. I got in
that plane and was still in a ‘daydream state.’ By the time we were thousands of
feet off the ground and couldn’t see the ground or landscape, I started to shake
a little bit inside. When the doors were swung open, it finally started to sink
in. I was the fourth to jump with my instructor.As I sat on the edge of that plane
looking out, I thought to myself, ‘what am I really doing?’ As we jumped off, my
mind went blank. For the first few seconds, my mind stopped all thoughts. I
remember the utter silence and slow motion that followed. It felt like an
‘out-of-body’ experience. I remember thinking, ‘I am dead now.’ Almost
immediately, I felt this rush of wind as we started to free-fall through the
clouds and the ground became visible even though very far (like you see it from
airplane windows.)I
refused to close my eyes through it all because there was no way I was missing
any bit of this life-altering adventure I had desired for
years. Then the photographer appeared in
front of me (or was it below me?) I had been instructed in training that when I
see him at that point, it was time to smile for the cameras…lol. Talk about
smiling for photos while free falling. We had jumped out of a moving
plane thousands of feet about the ground and we were literally crashing to earth
and I was meant to SMILE? Hahaha. It got funny at that point. I came back into
my body and started to really feel the whole experience. It was simply
AMAZING.I felt the
cold, the wind, the flying. Yes, that’s what it was. I felt as though I was
flying. Heck, I was flying damn it! Lol. Apart from the falling, snapping,
heart-stopping and all, I felt a surge of energy.I had defiled
fear. Something that seemed so scary
wasn’t so scary anymore. Upon landing safely, I realized my
time here wasn’t nearly over. I’m gon be around a while. That’s right
people…hahahha. I think life should be lived. It’s not enough to just
exist. To all interested in skydiving,
take it from me, it’s sooooo worth it. It has been a life altering experience
for me. And the rush? Oh my… Instead of running from it and wishing, JUST DO IT!
It would change something about you. Trust me, I KNOW!Cheers to the freaking week y’al
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