Feeding Wolves

My father’s family lineage is native American; specifically Cherokee. I find there is a part of me that loves knowing this about my history. I was raised on a farm. It makes so much sense that I have a deep connection to nature. I am a minimalist. I think this comes from my DNA relationship to the simple life of the Cherokee.

The Cherokee wove baskets, raised corn, beans, and squash. They hunted deer, bear, and elk. Their homes were simple. They maintained a general meeting area where the sacred fire burned. This is where the group would meet to share the tribe’s stories and teach traditions.

I appreciate stories that have their roots in native American wisdom. I love short stories with inspirational meaning. They give me something to ponder for the day or the week. I believe that these stories are based on deep shared experiences. They ring with truth.

The Two Wolves

The Cherokee chief sat down to teach his grandson a lesson about life.

“There’s a fight going on inside me,” he tells the young boy, “A fight between two wolves.”

“One wolf is evil. It’s full of malice, anger, greed, self-pity and false pride. The other is good. It’s full of peace, love, joy, kindness, and humility.”

“This same fight is going on inside you and everyone else on the face of the earth.”

The grandson was quiet, pondering this revelation for a moment before asking, “Grandfather, which wolf will win?”

The old man smiled and replied, “The one you feed.”

Author Unknown

Moral of the story:

Good and evil exist within each of us. It’s our responsibility to own that reality and do whatever we can to nurture the good.

Which wolf are you most connected to? Does this wolf serve your highest good?