Autobiography in Five Chapters

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Autobiography in Five Chapters by Portia Nelson

Many years ago a client of mine gave me a copy of this poem which I have been sharing with coaching clients, retreat clients and now my mindfulness participants. You may have already heard this but it is of such rich significance in our daily lives that I encourage you to ponder and reflect upon its meaning for you.

1.  I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I fall in.

I am lost … I am hopeless.

It isn’t my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out.

2.  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’m in the same place.

But it isn’t my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.

5 chapters,3.  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.

4.  I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I walk around it.

5.  I walk down another street.