Sorry for the delay; I've just written up loads of stuff on Development and I thought this poem might answer, indirectly, some of the questions we have grappled with on this thread.
A POEM THAT MAY JUST STRIKE A CHORD (something we covered one week in Development)
The Journey Down the Sidewalk of Life: Psychological Self-Help
The Journey Down the Sidewalk of Life: Psychological Self-Help
THERE'S A HOLE IN MY SIDEWALK
Autobiography in Five Short Chapters By Portia Nelson
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 street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend that 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 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.
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.
(If you go to the website, there are more discussions about each of the chapters.)
In the meantime, I am going to get closure on eating in secret and post whatever I manage to write this week!
xxx