Progress, Not Perfection

Holy Cow! And just like that . . . poof! The first month of the new year is over.

How did you do?

I must admit that I did better than I did last year but I’m way off where I thought I would be.

My journey reminds me of this famous poem by Portia Nelson.

“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.

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 the same place.
But, it isn’t my fault.
It still takes me a long time to get out.

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.

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

I walk down another street.”

To sum it up for me, sometimes I still fall in the hole and get out immediately, sometimes I walk around it, and I’m learning to walk down another street every once-in-a-while, but I often find myself back on the same street.

Does this sum up your journey?

I would love to hear from you,