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Gunnar Branson

the peak

Published 3 months ago • 1 min read

when do I get to
the top?

I have climbed a few mountains - not tall enough for specialized gear and oxygen tanks, but climbing nonetheless. Growing up in Alaska, there were more than a few peaks to explore.

Looking up at mountains from below, I imagine what it must be like on top, to sit on the knife's edge and see the world spread out below. But after clambering upward for a few hours to see for myself, it rarely feels quite like being "on top of the world".

More often than not, a top is just the beginning of more mountains, more peaks, and more heights beyond. It never seems to end.

I wrote a book and somehow managed to publish it. I walked uphill for five years. It's a thrill to see it through.

But I'm not on the top of the world. More than one reader has asked, "when does the next one come out?"

And so, here I stand, grateful for the view. There are more stories, more challenges and more horizons to explore. My knees may hurt, but it's a good thing I enjoy the climb.

Keep chasing lights.

On Wednesday, June 3rd, I will be talking about Chasing Lights in New York City.

Here's a link to register for the event: https://www.eventbrite.com/e/from-alaska-to-abu-dhabi-an-evening-with-gunnar-branson-ceo-of-afire-registration-1990020686443?aff=oddtdtcreator​

Books will be available for signing, or feel free to bring your own copy of Chasing Lights.

Gunnar

More information on readings, videos, as well as reposting of e-mail insights can be found at www.gunnarbranson.com​

chasinglights@gunnarbranson.com
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Gunnar Branson

Author of Chasing Lights

If you are chasing lights in your life and want to see where they lead. If you agree that none of us are important and yet all of us are important. If you care about our environment and our place in it - SUBSCRIBE - Chasing Lights may be a book you will want to read.

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