1Five Chapters
- 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.
- 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.
- 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.
1Sogyal Rinpoche, pg 31-2 of The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying