Claire Hilleary

About me:

What seems so contradictory to be both accomplished yet liberated? I as much as the next person enjoy having fun, but also understand that without aspirations to better myself I would be left behind to suffer my own mediocrity, and always wonder what could have been. Frankly, I think the idea of writing one paragraph that encompasses every aspect of "me", or anyone for that matter, is a tall order. I would like to think people are more dynamic and fluid creatures than we give credit. I will never again be who I am today. ------------------------------------------------------------This is one of the best base videos I have ever seen. These guys are a nutty bunch... hope you enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------- THOUGHTS ON SKYDIVING— a few gossamer yards grasping onto air and suspending below them, with invisible threads, a human life, and man who by stitches, cloth, and cord, had made himself a god of the sky for those immortal moments. A day or two later, when I decided that I too must pass through the experience of a parachute jump, life rose to a higher level, to a sort of exhilarated calmness. The thought of crawling out onto the struts and wires hundreds of feet above the earth, and then giving up even that tenuous hold of safety and of substance, left me a feeling of anticipation mixed with dread, of confidence restrained by caution, of courage salted through with fear. HOW TIGHTLY SHOULD ONE HOLD ONTO LIFE? HOW LOOSELY GIVE IT REIN? What gain was there for such a risk? I would have to pay in money for hurling my body into space. There would be no crowd to watch and applaud my landing. Nor was there any scientific objective to be gained. No, there was deeper reason for wanting to jump, a desire I could not explain. It was that quality that led me into aviation in the first place — it was a love of the air and sky and flying, the lure of adventure, the appreciation of beauty. It lay beyond the descriptive words of man — where immortality is touched through danger, where life meets death on equal plane; where man is more than man, and existence both supreme and valueless at the same instant. — Charles A. Lindbergh, contemplating his first parachute jump, 'The Spirit of St Louis,' 1953 When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return. - Leonardo da Vinci .... .. .. .. .. ....

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