Yoga With Rob Chambers

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 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 a long time to get out.

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

- Excerpt from The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying