There is a fabulous poem by Portia Nelson that illustrates how many steps it takes us to learn how to do things differently in order not to get the same result. Reading it I realise that I have made the same, and similar, mistakes in various aspects of my life from relationships to investments and more over the years. Luckily I have learned to walk down another street. I wonder what these words will mean to you?
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.
I get out immediately.
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.
