Sunday, July 15, 2012
Six months ago, to the day, I made my first post to the ERWA blog. It introduced the idea I wanted to follow, keying on a theme of pivot points.
Six months ago, to the day, I was flying high above the earth, bound for a new job after 27 years with the same company. A big pivot point in my life, methinks, and ultimately a big pivot point for all of the members of my family. That day, January 15, 2012, my wife and I landed in the Bay area and set out to look at potential houses.
Six months ago, to the day, I wondered what the future would bring.
Today, the future is in full swing. Since that post, my life has been a whirlwind. Selling one house, buying another. Learning a new technology and new business concepts. Working many hours watching a new company grow far faster than I could have imagined, almost the exact opposite of the direction the company I was working for was going.
Today, July 15, 2012, I sit in a house in the western US, not far from the home I grew up in, thousands of miles from where I lived just a couple of weeks ago, and a few hundred miles left to go to start a new life in a new city. We have driven cross country, and all the while, I have kept working.
The one thing that has suffered in this long pivot point has been my writing. It is not that I haven’t been writing, it is that I haven’t been writing as much as I’m accustomed to. It is that I am not writing the things I have written in recent times leading up to this pivot point.
I tend to believe this will be a good thing, and that all the other changes in my life, the new experiences I am going through at the age of 52 will leave me with fertile soil to till new stories.
But I can’t worry about that now. Now all I can worry about is the here and the now. Now, all I can do is navigate the many changes the best that I can.
Pivot points are like that. They demand your attention. They demand your focus. Soon the dust will settle on this pivot point, and I'll find my way back to the familiar, but there a miles of road left to travel.
I'll catch you on the the other side next month.
Posted by Craig Sorensen at 7:52 AM