Digging Deep – The Story of the Two Wolves

One of my most favourite stories is the story of the two wolves. It is a story I think of every day at least once…

An old Cherokee Indian chief was teaching his grandson about life.

“A fight is going on inside me,” he told the young boy, “a fight between two wolves.

One is evil, full of anger, sorrow, regret, greed, self-pity and false pride.

The other is good, full of joy, peace, love, humility, kindness and faith.”

“This same fight is going on inside of you, grandson…and inside of every other person on the face of this earth.”

The grandson ponders this for a moment and then asks, “Grandfather, which wolf will win?”

The old man smiled and simply said, “The one you feed.”

For me there are 3 levels of effort to my training.

At level one the session is smooth and not too taxing, maybe working on my movement or technique and for this all I need is to be my usual happy self.

At level two I am working pretty hard in the training session and need grit and determination to complete everything planned.

But I need to shift to level three when the training is close to breaking me, my body is sore and tired and there is nothing left in my tank… my happy self, or even grit and determination will not get the job done… I change to level three as I need to be extremely mean and aggressive, bordering on possessed to get everything done. I feel a wave of power and over confidence come over me where I can complete the training as well as do extra… training session done and dusted. My self belief boosted and my smile returns!

Now my twist on the Story of the Two Wolves is that I cannot get to stage 3 of that psyche unless I feed the black wolf I have inside with some scraps every now and then.

Life is not always sunshine and rainbows, toughness needs to be practised… I need to be constantly testing myself. Preparing for the worst as well as for the best!