Sep 252012
 

I love this poem that I found in the Tibetan Book of Living and Dying (which is an amazing book by the way)

The author is unknown….but is titled
“Autobiography in Five Chapters”

1.  I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost…. I am hopeless.
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

I have to re-read this poem every year… but each time I do I realize that once again I’ve fallen in the hole and blamed everything else- and when I realize the only thing I can change is myself… I do something different, and it makes all the difference.

  One Response to “Patterns and Excuses”

  1. That is awesome Kelly! Something we all need to be reminded of :-)

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