”You shouldn’t think about it all the time.”, advised a dear friend with a lot of love and concern.
In fact, it is not a thought. It is an integral part of me. It is not something I have a choice about. Or so it seems. It lives inside of me – the grief, the joy, the pride, the past, present and future. I don’t know how to separate it from me. In fact I am not sure I want to. I don’t know who I would be without it. For now, this is how it is.
A Cherokee Indian chief was teaching his grandson about life…”A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy. “It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.”
“One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, self-doubt, and ego.”
“The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.”
“This same fight is going on inside you – and inside every other person, too.”
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather,
“Which wolf will win?”
The old chief replied,” The one you feed.”
May be I do have a choice.