There’s a story told – the source of which is a bit
ambiguous, but it goes something like this:
A grandfather told his grandson, “It’s like there are two
wolves in me. One is good; the other is bad. One leads me to be kind; the other
leads me to be mean. One helps me love; the other makes me hate. A war of the
two wolves wages in me.”
The boy asked his grandfather, “Which one wins?”
That,” the grandfather replied,” depends on which one I
feed.”
I’ve been giving some thought to the ways we (or should I
say, I – as if I’m the only one?) hold ourselves and others in contempt.
Contempt is an especially cunning and stealth full creature –catered to by
contention, competition and comparison. This contemptuous wolf – who represents
my false self, has conditioned me to think that it’s hard to measure up and
carries around with it a defeated sense of me being either too much or not
enough in relationship with others. This ravenous wolf is never satisfied. Shame
and blame are heaped on shame and blame until one finds herself buried under
more contempt in a deep and dark, miry pit of isolation and self imposed exile.
For much of my life this pit was a familiar place. Over time, I
am learning that I don’t have to go there. Well, at least I am now able to say
that while I still fall back into the old relational style I now know that I
don’t have to stay there and feed
that nasty wolf. I’m learning that I actually have a choice to engage with the
good wolf. It’s been a long time coming.
When faced with our human
imperfection, we can either respond with kindness and care, or with judgment
and criticism. An important question to ask is what qualities of heart and mind
do we want to encourage in ourselves? We can’t stop our judgmental thoughts,
but we don’t have to encourage or believe in them either. If we hold our
self-judgments with gentleness and understanding, the force of self-contempt
will eventually fade and wither, deprived of the sustenance needed to survive.
We have the power to live with joy and contentment by responding to our
suffering with kindness.
If this were your story, which wolf will you feed? The simpering, wounded wolf who
feeds on contempt or the contented good wolf who longs to be nourished with
kindness and compassion?
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