I found this in a book I was perusing yesterday. Like it. Here's to the other street.
Portia Nelson
CH 1
I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in.
I am lost - I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
CH 2
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it. I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in this same place. But it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
CH3
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it there. I still fall in... it's a habit... but, my eyes are open.
I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.
CH 4
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
CH 5
I walk down another street.
“Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, or worn. It is the
spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace & gratitude.”
– Denis W...
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