She arrived
To the rain covered street
The sweet smell of saturated concrete in the air
The light taking its time
To shower the ground as well
She walked in anticipation
Finally after all these years
She would hear the greatest secret of them all
The one she seemed to think I had
It was desperation that brought her to this place
More than curiosity
She had tried everything
Everything but what I seemed to know
The secret
Yes, she would finally have it
She had read the books
Heard the speeches
Tried the routines
Changed herself
And yet here she was…walking as if she was about to crack open another “way to the future.”
Desperate
Excited
But desperate
She says, “So, what is it?! What’s the secret.”
I looked at her and said…’You.’
…
You couldn’t manufacture a more perplexed look on someones face
‘You are the secret’
…
‘Your journey has been into everything else but yourself. Once you take the journey within, you will have the secret.’
I softly put my hands on her shoulders, smiled, and walked away.
After a few paces I turned back and said, ‘Once you believe that’s enough…there’s no telling where you will go!’
Evan Sanders
The Better Man Project