Two Wolves

[thedrifter]

An old Indian 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. He saves all his energy for the right
fight.

But the other wolf, ahhh!

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."

Indian Author Unknown

Sempers,

Roger