There's a hole in my sidewalk 

Published on Aug 31, 2020

An autobiography in five 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 the same place.
But, it isn't my fault.
It still takes me 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.
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.” 

Portia Nelson, There's a Hole in my Sidewalk


I love this poem. 

I've felt like falling into the same hole over and over again, stuck in Chapter Three over the last few days. 

However, unlike in the poem I'm angry at myself for having fallen into the hole AGAIN. 

I wish to be more patient, forgiving and loving with the self. 

What makes me hopeful is to arrive in Chapter Four and Five someday, with enough practice. 

Changing habits take time, just like all good things take time.