Get Away

An adviser to a troubled friend said, “Dude, you have your head in the sand, and you are seeing things so up close that you can't see the forest for the trees.” With a puzzled look, the friend said, “What do you mean? My head is right here and we're in a ball stadium. There are no trees anywhere. What has that got to do with all my problems?” The adviser sat stunned for a moment, took his friend by the arm and said, “Come with me.”

His friend followed reluctantly and complained about wanting to watch the game, but he acquiesced with resistance. The friend led him to a playground that was near the field, told the friend to bend over, and pushed the friend's head into the sand. He asked, “Can you see the game now?” With anger the friend yelled, “What the heck are you doing?” Without a word the adviser pulled his friend up by the nap of the neck and shoved his face into a nearby tree and asked again, “Can you see the game now?” The friend finally said “No!” very loudly, and the adviser left him standing there.

Following behind the adviser, the friend kept yelling “What was that all about? What was that all about?” He persisted in asking until the two men had taken their seats in the stadium once again. “Can you see the game now?” asked the adviser, to which the friend said, “Oh, I get it. I can't see the game until I get away from the sand and the trees, and they quietly enjoyed the rest of the game. Until tomorrow...Why Say More?