A Story with a Lesson

Wooded Path

It’s a beautiful day out, so a man decides to go for a walk. He chooses some nearby woods and takes a familiar trail. He falls into a hole on the path. He picks himself up, dusts himself off, climbs out of the hole and continues his walk.


The following week, the man decides to take another walk.  He sees the hole up ahead and decides he’ll go around it this time. However, just as he tries to side-step the hole, he accidentally falls in. Again, he picks himself up, dusts himself off, climbs out of the hole and continues his walk.


On his third visit down the same trail, the same man walks a little farther away from the hole, trying to by-pass it altogether. However, he trips over a rock on the path and falls in again! And as before, he picks himself up, dusts himself off, climbs out of the hole and continues his walk.


On the fourth visit to the woods - the same man chooses a DIFFERENT trail and enjoys his walk. The hole isn’t there; he doesn’t fall, there’s no need to climb out, no cause to dust himself off. He simply continues his walk in peace and enjoyment.

Moral of the story?  Choose your paths wisely!  

[ The story above was sent to me through an e-mail and it made me stop and think.  Hopefully, it may have the same effect on you....and since thinking is (usually) a good thing, I thought I'd share the wisdom. ]


They say insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, expecting different results. If that’s the case, what level of insanity must it be to keep doing the same thing over and over again - not only knowing what the results are, but knowing that they’re bad?  

It’s kind of like re-reading a book who’s ending you hated the first time around.  The ending isn’t going to change. If I read “Painted House” a second time, I still wouldn’t want it to end the way it did.  Doing so would be pointless.  A wiser choice would be to find a new book on the shelf - or even an old one with an ending I loved.


If you have a particular path in your life and it has a hole with your name on it - don’t go down it, as in ever again.  Holes like this don’t just give up and disappear.  They’re far too tenacious and unfaltering for that.  Like a hypochondriac at a doctor’s office, they’ll wait as long as they need to. 

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4 thoughts on “A Story with a Lesson

  1. Hi, Judy! That touches me very deeply – more than I could ever tell you. My mom, after losing my dad (to a long, ugly illness), suffered from great depression which even led to a breakdown. Since then, I’ve been very drawn to people who suffer from demons within themselves.

    This blog as well as my Mental Fitness website and blog (http://www.thementalfitnesscenter and http://www.thementalfitnesscenter/blog) always keep these people in mind. Sometimes we all get comfortable in the belief that those who suffer from mental disabilities or illnesses are separated from us by an ocean. In reality, it’s more like a fence…a fence that the same reality could break down without even trying.

    Thank you so much for leaving a comment as well as a smile on my face. – Joi