Well, not me personally. Ok, sometimes I know the way. Sometimes I haven’t got a clue of the way. But I have a really good sense of direction, so even if I don’t know the way, I generally figure it out. Frequently, I figure it out because someone helped me.
“This guy’s walking down a street when he falls in a hole. The walls are so steep, he can’t get out. A doctor passes by, and the guy shouts up, “Hey you, can you help me out?” The doctor writes a prescription, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a priest comes along, and the guy shouts up “Father, I’m down in this hole, can you help me out?” The priest writes out a prayer, throws it down in the hole and moves on. Then a friend walks by. “Hey Joe, it’s me, can you help me out?” And the friend jumps in the hole. Our guy says, “Are you stupid? Now we’re both down here.” The friend says, “Yeah, but I’ve been down here before, and I know the way out.” -Leo McGarry, The West Wing
How often to we walk by a friend and just throw down some words?
How often are we at the bottom and wish someone could walk out with us?
When have you been at the top?
When have you needed help at the bottom?
Who can you help show the way out?
Reminder for myself: only people who want to find the way out will follow you if you get down there with them and show them. You can’t force them.
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