I.
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to get out.
II.
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.
III.
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.
But, my eyes are open. I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
IV.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
V.
I walk down another street.
-Portia Nelson
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to get out.
II.
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.
III.
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.
But, my eyes are open. I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
IV.
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
V.
I walk down another street.
-Portia Nelson


1 comment:
Hi!! I use this piece all of the time at work-- a great illustration of the process of recovery (of all sorts)--
love you!
Ann
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