A Mouthful of Minor Setback

I really wanted to write something monumental today, not because I had anything monumental to say, I just thought I should.  But with a mouth full of throbbing and a stomach full of pain pills, all I got is this.  I first read it on the wall of my alcohol councilors office, at the time, it was exactly what I needed to hear.  Now months later, while I'm laid up in bed with more pain inside my heart than in the center of my hollow tooth, I heard it again.  Albeit on a really, really bad, guilty pleasure, teen drama I secretly indulge in, it was a relief to be reminded of it.  Its an old Cherokee folk story, hope you get what I got out of it.

Two Wolves: A Cherokee Teaching

An elderly Cherokee Native American was teaching his grandchildren about life… He said to them, “A fight is going on inside me, it is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One wolf is evil — he is fear, anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, competition, superiority, and ego. The other is good—he is joy, peace, love, hope, sharing, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, friendship, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith. This same fight is going on inside you, and inside every other person, too.”

They thought about it for a minute and then one child asked his grandfather, “Which wolf will win?”
The old Cherokee simply replied: “The one you feed”.