I recently heard this parable, and it illustrated why most men struggle to grow past where they are or heal from generational trauma passed down to them.
A policeman sees a drunk man searching for something under a streetlight and asks what the drunk has lost. He says he lost his keys, and they both look under the streetlight together. After a few minutes, the policeman asks if he is sure he lost them here, and the drunk replies, no, that he dropped them in the park. The policeman asks why he is searching here, and the drunk answers, “this is where the light is.”
In all of my years of working with men, it is never what you can see that is holding you back; it’s the objects that sit out of the light that holds you back.
What are you looking for that you most likely are looking in the wrong places?
