Through the pitch-black night the captain sees a light ahead on a collision course with his ship. He sends a signal, “Change your course 10 degrees east.”
The light signals back, “Change yours, 10 degrees west.”
Angry, the captain sends, “I’m a navy captain! Change your course, sir!
“I’m a seaman, second class,” comes the reply. “Change your course, sir.
Now the captain is furious. “I’m a battleship! I’m not changing course!”
There’s one last reply, “I’m a lighthouse, your call.”
Perhaps when we really want change, we need to be a bit more self-reflective.