The illusion of progress
I had a rude awakening this morning. The illusion of progress, the illusion of doing something that works hasn’t left me untouched either.
In my coaching session this morning I woke up, I woke up from my illusion. The illusion that people understand what it takes to grow, what it takes to become an expanding human being, the illusion that people know anywhere what the work entails.
I think this illusion is shared by quite a few teachers, but not being alone is not a consolation, it’s just a fact.
The tribes that live near the North Pole have lots of words for snow. Syracuse people have one: snooow… that is pronounced with a guttural growl.