The Jump

Around 20 years ago, I did one of those parachute jumps for charity. Not necessarily the best way of finding out that you don’t like heights, to be honest, but there you go. Luckily, time has eroded most of the “why doesn’t this plane have a door? And why is someone shouting at me to fall out?” memories, but one sensation I do remember very clearly. Once I had jumped (been pushed?) and the plane had disappeared from over my head, I was left with a period of quiet calm, feeling like I wasn’t really moving at all. There was no sound. The horizon didn’t change. The ground didn’t seem to be getting any closer, and for a while I started to think that I had discovered the cure for gravity.

Anyway, this sensation of suspended animation carried on for quite some time. All of a sudden, however, there was the ground. Rushing up to meet me like a rushing thing. No warning, nothing.

Well, it’s happened again. I have been planning to set up my own Business Psychology consultancy for a couple of years now. Calmly, quietly. No sound and no changing horizon.  Then, all of a sudden, it was here. No warning, nothing. And, like the ground on that parachute jump, it feels rather good.