I am walking with a group of people in the wild lands over rough and mixed terrain. I don’t have a good sense of what direction to go in to get back to something; say, back to my car. The others don’t seem to notice that they don’t know where they are going. I realize that getting my bearings is a first priority, but the others are demanding that I repeatedly count the change in my pocket and do inventories of my daypack.
Monday, September 8, 2008
The solution is to count your change
Here's a powerful metaphor for how many of us feel in these dark times. When will the majority realize that we are lost and that finding our bearings is more important than taking yet another inventory?
Posted by Thom Foolery at 8:55 AM