Friday, February 25

Hello again, mr. wolf

Recall I said that things would shift once I started to 'understand'?  *chuckles*

So, last night became 'rehash how you fail at relationship and, more generally, at social anything' night.  My lupine friend at left was the featured guest star but it was a true Cecil B. DeMille production with a cast of thousands.  For those of you tuning in late (or perhaps may not recall), a friend of mine introduced me to the phrase 'wolves at the door' to refer to the negative whispers in your ear which often lead to dispair, depression and all of those fun places.

This morning was shaping up as a bit of a redux when, entirely by accident ([sarcasm]of course it was by accident, because nothing ever happens by the nudging of the Divine in my life*coughs* [/sarcasm]) I run across this Cherokee story.

A boy went to his old grandfather with anger in his heart at a friend who had done him an injustice, 

"Let me tell you a story," the grandfather said.

"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."

Thanks, Dad!

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