A new beginning

An old Grandfather, whose grandson came to him with anger at a
schoolmate who had done him an injustice, said, “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.”

“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 hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both of them
try to dominate my soul.”

The boy looked intently into his Grandfather’ s eye and asked, “Which
one wins, Grandfather? “

The Grandfather solemnly said, “The one I feed more.”