Limitations: Finding the Source That’s Never Enough
Are we ever enough, or do the thoughts of never being enough intrude upon the enjoyment of the opportunity to live our own way, fluid and free?
In my work as a cycling guide and breathwork coach, it’s often the undercurrent in people’s and athlete’s minds that is the source of the discontent. And nothing at all to do with ability, skills, riding or the performance being undertaken which is abundantly present.
Long gone are the days my buffed shiny black leather shoes clopped and strutted up the Paris end of Collins Street, cashmere Italian label designer suit contouring over my broad held shoulders giving strength and fortitude in my step, a loft in my chest and an...
The voice of Southern FM's drive time radio, Craig Francis, invited Marlon Quinn to talk all things Melbourne freediving on his "Friday on My Mind" show recently. Listen in to this podcast interview and enjoy the beautiful video imagery in the background of local...
The Fear of Breathlessness.
Rising tension in the chest, the mind tightening, the clam up of the body, the building resistance to all that is physically present in front of our eyes and the mental swirls that seem to magnify the stress of the moment.
To face our fears. Looking inward to Self. Finding peace and comfort freediving on a single breath.
Winter Sunset Wild Swim Amongst Leatherjackets on the Mornington Peninsula
In the moments it takes to view a short video clip, magic can happen in Nature beyond our comprehension.
Imagine a time drenched in the late afternoon light of the low-setting sun, immersed in the cool calm seas, bare skin alive with vigour, body suspended effortlessly moving within this free abyss.
Not every day is clear, calm and safe to swim in the water where the waters of Bass Strait meet the coastline of the Mornington Peninsula. Sometimes it’s about the joy of the nothingness. The no way. The no doing. Non-being.
A dark and cloudy winter’s freedive on the backbeaches of the Mornington Peninsula, the ocean facing coast of Bass Strait, Southern Ocean.
After immersing in the depths, this is a reminder that we all need to come up for air and breathe up before diving in deep again.
Every mountain climb starts and ends with the same thing, a revolution of the cranks, a pedal stroke. What’s the significance in that? It is but such a small effort, but it’s not just a lever propelled by a shapely leg to get you over the top, often it’s a lever...
Just riding along, (or JRA) and that big question lobs up once again “What am I doing this for?”. Most profoundly it appears during the middle of a long hard race or as a car door almost takes you out. Some way up a mountain when the view is already teasing you with...
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