Welcome everyone
At this time of the year we are encouraged to reflect on the journey of our life. To re-evaluate the road we are travelling on. Is it a road of truth or falsehood? A road of life or death? A road of liberation or bondage? With this in mind I share with you Portia Nelson’s poem, AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS…
[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 me forever to find a way out.[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 the same place
but, it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.[3]
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in … it’s a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.4]
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.[5]
I walk down another street.