To say that we don’t know is not necessarily a sign of stupidity. Rather, it is often an indication of wisdom.

There’s only one person walking in my shoes, and that’s me. And to state that someone else somehow slipped into them and therefore walked me out to this horrible place is to forget that, shoes or not, I still can choose where to walk.

When I’m at the bottom looking up, the main question may not be ‘how do I get out of this hole?’ In reality, the main question might be ‘how do I get rid of the shovel that I used to dig it?

The question of the fearful person is “who did it?” The question of the courageous person is “did I have a part in it?” The former is something of a witch-hunt. The latter is a hunt for a solution.

The problem is not that we don’t recognize the truth when we hear it. The problem is that we don’t want to recognize what the truth might mean for us if we hear it.

Somehow I said “yes” to whatever put me here and “no” to whatever did not. And if I don’t like where I’m at, maybe I should start trading out one answer for the other.

In the end, I walked myself here. And if ‘here’ is not the place that I wanted to be, blaming others for walking me here won’t do anything to walk me out of here.

Intent without action will leave every word that I use to describe my intent as empty and best never having been said.

To place blame is to attempt to give something to someone that I can’t give them.