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From the outside it looks like I just died. I arrived lifeless to the surface. Blue lips. Pale face. Eyes rolled upwards. I wasn’t breathing. Not moving. It might seem like a near-death, near drowning experience. Maybe filled with anxiety and fear of dying. It wasn’t. I didn’t almost die. It’s more than two weeks ago it seemed like I died. Yesterday I got to see some photos of myself as lifeless… Läs mer

Before, I’ve always considered myself a bit of a loner. Since I cannot freedive alone, I’ve changed during the years. Diving deep is a team effort. But several times during the training and attempts, when the whole team was gathered I looked around with wonder and quietly wondered what everyone was doing here, and why. All because of my world-record attempt? I’m so grateful to you. I’m so grateful for your sharing… Läs mer

Jag är på väg till vad som var mitt andra hem. På väg till där jag gjort mina djupaste fridyk. Där jag klättrat, yogat, varit kär och olyckligt kär, älskat och hatat fridykning. Jag försöker minnas men minnena är hala, glider undan just när jag satt fingret på dem. Jag undrar hur havet kommer kännas och hur havet mår, hur vi kommer överens. Eftersom minnet sviker mig letar jag igenom gamla blogginlägg. Här… Läs mer