Move On

This summer has been a blur. Where has it gone? I’m blaming the illusion on the altitude. I left Flagstaff’s snow in May and went directly to the triple-digit temps of the valley. I’m also blaming it on the fact that everything is new—and the learning curve is steep. I wouldn’t want it any other way. Double-digit temps would be nice, though.

Thankfully, it’s not my first experience with steep learning curves. And, perhaps surprisingly, business consulting has a lot in common with toy building, roofing, heavy equipment operations, project management, and real estate speculation. College, by definition, should be—and has been—a learning experience, though the curve has tapered off considerably in comparison with my first semester.

It’s been another great week. My first formal performance evaluation is past. I appreciate having honest and straightforward colleagues, people who aren’t afraid to tell me how to improve. I also enjoy the presentations by experienced partners on various topics related to ethics and leadership.

I’ve gotten in a few hikes this week. On Tuesday I hiked to the top of Camelback Mountain, then hiked it again with a friend on Thursday night. It’s always hot; I start at sunset when the temperature is a balmy 105 or so, and finish up well after dark so I don’t have to deal with the brightness part of the sun. And, hiking the mountain in the dark is spectacular due to all the lights in the valley below.

I’m in Flagstaff for the weekend, but so far I haven’t ventured off of the streets. I need to run in preparation for road races I’m signed up for later this month, but the change in altitude leaves me feeling sluggish. I really enjoyed Art Walk on Friday evening. I met a lot of friends I hadn’t seen in months, even talked to some of my college professors who I met strolling the sidewalks. I took a few pictures of the downtown hoping to capture some of the camaraderie and tremendous community of this town on pleasant evenings when people and bikes take to the streets and converge in the central plaza. I do miss the Flagstaff downtown weekends and the lively, kaleidoscopic community.



And, with that, friends, I will leave you for another few days or a week. Happy Fourth to everyone!

Like a roller in the ocean, life is motion
Move on
Like a wind that’s always blowing, life is flowing
Move on
Like the sunrise in the morning, life is dawning
Move on
How I treasure every minute
Being part of it, being in it
With the urge to move on
I’ve travelled every country, I’ve travelled in my mind
It seems we’re on a journey, a trip through space and time
And somewhere lies the answer
To all the questions why
What really makes the difference
Between all dead and living things, the will to stay alive

The morning breeze that ripples the surface of the sea
The crying of the seagulls that hover over me
I see it and I hear it
But how can I explain
The wonder of the moment
To be alive, to feel the sun that follows every rain