Feeding the Wolves

This blog is mostly about positivity, but I know that in order to be credible I also need to be real. So I am being honest today. I am having a challenging week. My patience with my kid is challenging. My marriage is challenging. The weights feel heavy and my body is fighting me on my technique with the lifts. My mind is full of self doubt and judgment. I want to run away from my family sometimes. Even though I passionately believe in loving oneself as is, I am frustrated with the size of my belly and have a hard time diverting my attention away from that this week.

I was on the fence of whether I even wanted to share that last sentence here. I want to put forth a message of positivity in the world. Do I “be real” and share the bad along with the good? Or do I subscribe to “the one you feed”?

A Parable

An old grandfather told his grandson: “My son, there is a battle between two wolves inside us all. One is evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, and resentment. The other is good. It is joy, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy, and bravery.”

The boy thought about it, and asked, “Grandfather, which wolf wins?”

The old man quietly replied, “the one you feed.”

So, I’m sharing my internal struggles today, but I’m choosing not to delve into them in detail. I want to feed the good wolf.

Hoping a good night’s sleep will feed the good wolf too.