work, work, work... but wait?

Work, work, work.  All day, every day.  However, I've got to do what I've got to do.  I know that.  But wait.  I also need to keep my head right in order to make the best moves possible.  Remember, I always go on and on about that one.  The pressure of jumping into the abyss of risk with both feet is immense.  Joining a new team, and being the rookie again is a challenge I know all too well.  However, it never gets any easier or less daunting at the start line.  Again, I believe that balance is key, like I mentioned last post.  I am super pumped on the momentum of things.  Therefore, I must have the balance to make the poised moves necessary to pounce on the opportunities.

^Just when you think your on the wrong end of something so much more powerful then you.  That is when it is more important than ever to seize the day and overcome the pressures in order to then rise above.  Therein lies greatness.

^Sometimes a lot of work can begin to close in and take over.  As I explained last post, finding the moments within the madness is still an ongoing struggle.  A struggle to get body and mind right to make the most of the opportunities that are at the heart of the pressures.  Transform pressure to inspiration, and then inspiration to motivation.  Deep in the Detroit airport tunnel of woes traveling from gate to gate lies a metaphor.  Is that light at the end of that tunnel?  I think it is.

^Another one.  Is Murphy leading me out of this cage of pressure toward inspiration?  She is trustworthy, and usually spot on.  So I follow.

 ^All metaphors aside, I can count on my wife to read my energy.  She insisted an early morning mountain bike ride before my night shift at the airport was my path through the ying and yang issue within me.

^Moments before I snapped this photo, as I watched Christine ascend a tough hill in front of me was when the "I am back" moment descended onto me.  It fell on me with the dust from her back tire.   I was back to where I needed to be.  I was feeling the balance.  Also, just in time because Christine was already soldiering up the hill, and disappearing fast.  

 ^It wasn't a long ride.  Just a perfect ride.  The tunnel in Detroit and Murphy were both telling me it was possible, but Christine delivered me.  The balance was there.  I merely needed to actively seek it again.  

^If you cannot arrive at inspiration from this perspective, then you'd better check your pulse because you may be dead.  

^After the ride, I was off to the night shift at the airport.  With balance and inspiration on my side the labor took on a new light.  Seemed to me that motivation was setting in.  Again, just in time for Monday morning.  The first real weekday to run with the torch that the folks over at Height of Land have handed me.

^This is kind of what inspiration looks like.  Finding it even while on the clock.  No all good or all bad.  Good within the bad, bad within the good, and open minded acceptance of existence within the wax and wane of it all.

^The universe was giving me what I needed.  Friday was the landing from the 30,000 foot whirlwind.  Saturday gave me the chance to get my shit back together.  Sunday brought me to the doorstep of inspiration.  All coming with perfect timing for me to make the move to motivation for Monday morning.  A new week at the base of a whole mountain of task in front of me.  Time to start the climb.  Step by step.  One foot in front of the other with balance, quality, and poise in precisely the proper direction.   

moments within the madness...

This is the time of year that I go balls to the walls in my off-slope endeavors.  Often times, I grow a beard, go to a dark place, and get to work.  I can get wrapped up in all of it, and loose my cool.  I value that cool and calm nature as an asset to my life and businesses.  Therefore, it is important for me to make sure to retain a quality balance.  I recently explained to friend and photoman, Jon Gurry, "You know how I have a lot of entrepreneurial pokers in the fire.  Well, they are all burning red hot right now and need to be hammered out to take advantage of the developmental opportunity.  All at the same time.  I am going like crazy right now!"  His reply, "Beauty, good craziness then."  He was right, but it meant that I couldn't give up.  I had to keep pushing.  Going like crazy is a blessing these days.  I simply had to take moments within the madness to seek out balance.  

^My night job at the airport can get hard to swallow sometimes.  It seems that too much "screw your neighbor" and "sneak away from duty" around me can get me down.  I try to rise above these kinds of concerns.  It is harder then I remember sometimes.  That is why they call it a job.  Right?  I have also been in the middle of tough negotiations with a local bank to make some deals in my real estate endeavors.  All the while diving head first into off-slope work with Telemark Skier Magazine.  The momentum and excitement over there is so contagious.  I am completely consumed.  Hours melt in my home office going to task on all the big projects we have going.  Super exciting.  However exciting, mundane, or frustrating all this work in all these directions can get, I love the variety.  I simply need to make sure that when I get caged up by all the labor that I need to make time to relieve the pressure.   

^Luckily for me, I live in the lonely northern Wasatch.  I can cross the street and ascend high above all the worldly concerns of my daily pursuits.  I can't stay up here for long, but all I need are a few of these kinds of moments within the madness to tap the pressure valve.  I try to harness the inspiration to fuel the motivation to push harder then ever.

^I have to take advantage of all of the red hot situations.  However, to fully utilize my efforts I must have my mind right in order to make the best strikes on the irons as possible.  I believe in making a real effort to find the balance that will inspire quality movements in all of my endeavors.  This double waterfall that only runs in spring is bigger then I've ever seen it.  It's naturally cyclical process adds value to the sight of it.  Like me, it is pushing harder then ever right now.  I am inspired.  I will harness it.   

^Of course, the support of a pair like Christine and our pup, Murphy, behind me makes each of the pursuits that much more rich and worth while.  They make me want to do it all, and they make doing it all a little bit easier.  Seems like good influence to me.  Balance is the name of the game.  Seeking it is a righteous task.  Feeling it, even if only for a moment, is inspiration to continue the endless pursuit.  Onward.