There Must Be a Hole in My Head!
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Here's something I read recently that kind of smacked me in the head ... and maybe it'll do the same to you ...
AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS - by Portia Nelson
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.
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'm 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..
THE END ... or is it the beginning?
You know that definition of insanity ... "doing the same things over and over, and expecting different results"? Well, I know that in many areas of my life, it's the brand of craziness that I insist on practicing ... and of course I never admit that I'm acting just like the people I counsel all the time who are obviously traversing the same streets, with the same holes ... as I am. But of course, I'm different ... I'm not like those poor souls!
And it's really not my fault!
Yeah, right.
It IS my fault ... and it IS my choice as to how I'm going to change it ... or anything! I'm a pretty smart fellow most of the time, but it strains my belief capability to sometimes witness what I put myself through. The same thing ... over and over again ... and why the HELL isn't the result different this time?!
You know why ... and so do I.
Jerry
