A favorite poem of mine given to me by my mother. I pray I feed the right wolf everyday because the other one is strong, hungry and determined to be fed daily.
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between two wolves inside us all."
"One is evil - It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow,regret, greed, arrogance, self pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego."
" The other is Good - It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.'
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?"
The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."