Native
American wisdom speaks volumes to all of us ...
An
old Grandfather said to his grandson, who came to him with anger at a friend
who had done him an injustice, "Let me tell you a story.
I
too, at times, have felt a great hate for those that have taken so much, with
no sorrow for what they do.
But
hate wears you down, and does not hurt your enemy. It is like taking poison and
wishing your enemy would die. I have struggled with these feelings many
times." He continued, "It is as if there are two wolves inside me.
One is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all around him, and does
not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only fight when it is
right to do so, and in the right way.
But
the other wolf, ah! He is full of anger. The littlest thing will set him into a
fit of temper. He fights everyone, all the time, for no reason. He cannot think
because his anger and hate are so great. It is helpless anger,for his anger will
change nothing.
Sometimes,
it is hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both of them try to
dominate my spirit."
The
boy looked intently into his Grandfather's eyes and asked, "Which one
wins, Grandfather?"
The
Grandfather smiled and quietly said, "The one I feed."
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