Skydiving is the only time in my life I ever felt alive and happy. I love the feeling of flying my body, being free of the earth and all the worries on it. Maybe they meant that because it's a dangerous sport, the chance that you will die from it isn't a concern. But you're far more likely to have a horrible, life-altering injury so that is NOT comforting. But I was never resigned to death when jumping. On the contrary, it was a means to achieve sheer joy.