Eleven years ago, I spent a day with my friend Scott. His backyard. Fire pit on the river. Five hours of conversation about business, family, failure.Then he stopped mid-sentence. Looked at me differently.'I know exactly what you are,' he said. 'You're a Sherpa.'I liked the word. Wore it for a decade without really understanding it.Two weeks ago, something clicked.A Sherpa isn't a pack mule. Isn't a replacement for your own effort. A Sherpa is someone who has climbed the mountain enough times to know the route. Who knows when you're going to need oxygen before your lips go blue.What if we, as elders, took on that role? Not for Himalayan expeditions. For life.Someone out there is climbing right now. Scared. Oxygen-thin. Wondering if they can make it.Will you show them the route?Full story linked. Part Two of What Elders Know.
Great insights and perspective - AGAIN!
Thanks for sharing and your so right- without having been thru "IT" you will not know the route ahead.