Photo of large hole in a brick sidewalk

Ruts and Holes Along the Way

Walking your path, living your life in an authentic, meaningful way, isn’t always as simple as putting one foot in front of the other. Sometimes you fall into ruts — or holes. I was reminded of this piece by Portia Nelson while sitting with a patient today – thought I’d share it here. Large hole in a brick sidewalk

Autobiography in Five Short Chapters

Chapter One

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.

Chapter Two

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.

Chapter Three

I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it 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.

Chapter Four

I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.

Chapter Five

I walk down another street. (From There’s a Hole In My Sidewalk: The Romance of Self-Discovery by Portia Nelson)