Climbing and BASE Jumping off a Building in Copenhagen
Yesterday morning @ 5am I got my redemption.
2021, I climbed this building. I reached 5m below the top due to vents not screwed in.
I Climbed back down and got arrested.
There are many broken panels. Every step is one of fear and trepidation.
Today I got redemption. I climbed on the other side of the building. with the weight of a parachute on my back. Reaching the top I watched the ground rush up to me as I BASE jumped off.
Leading up to this. Morale was low. There were thoughts and emotions. Thoughts which made me want to abort and fly back home.
I knew I never would.
Instead I lay in a field in my bivvy. In the rain. Patiently waiting for the weather to get good.
“What the fuck am I doing here?”
“you don’t have to be here?”
“You don’t have to do this.”
“You know your doing this”
“You have to do this”
This dialogue circulates my mind as I question my own sanity in pursuit of the task.
It is hard to see the significance of these kinds of moments in the present. It just feels torturous. Looking back… it’s beautiful. It’s the warriors path. It’s beautiful.
Eventually, the gods open up a weather window. The fear evaporates and I’m left cold and clinical.
Just the way I need to be.
Prepared for what could be.
