Wicked Wanderings

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."

Sunday, July 06, 2003

I hope you had a great holiday weekend! Were you able to set your streets or yards on fire in a grand show of your independence? Our neighbors did! They even sparked up a few M80's to make sure enough noise was being made.

Jake found a great bar in the Belmont neighborhood last night called the Horse Brass. They have Abbott Ale on tap!!!! Oh so yummy, creamy Abbott Ale. We also tried the Scotch Egg and that was very good, also. We can't wait go back for some fish n'chips or bangers and mash!

Several of you have written me emails and I just wanted to let you know that I will get back to each and every one of you as soon as possible.

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