Sometimes, not as often as Francois, I get philosophical. I'm usually overtired and have had too much caffeine on a long road trip or I just get stuck with an image in my head that I can't let go. My latest image is rock climbing. When I step back and imagine what it looks like to the general public, I can understand the absurdity, meaninglessness, and apparent stupidity that I know many see. I think the same about things like nascar.
I heard Lynn Hill (world class cliimber) speak last week. She has lived and traveled around the world to climb rocks. A lot of very high rocks and ones with very little to hold onto. That does sound absurd. But I love climbing rocks, too. On the sharp end of what? a marshmallow stick? a cliff edge? a poker game gone bad? No.
A rope. A what? On the sharp end of a climbing rope.
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On the sharp end is a term from the rock climbing world. You are on the sharp end of the rope when you are the "lead", going first up the rockface and placing removable anchors as you go. The lead climber finds the route to follow and then brings the other climbers safely to the next ledge. Life, in leadership and followership, is a lot like rock climbing.
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