“An old Cherokee…
“An old Cherokee told his grandson, ‘My son, there is a battle between two wolves inside us all.
One is Evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, inferiority, lies and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy and truth.’
The boy thought about it and asked, ‘Grandfather, which wolf wins?’
The old man quietly replied, ‘The one you feed.’”
– Author unknown
This quote was from one of my very first posts on my 2013 year long project. The purpose of my photo blog was a personal growth and recovery project, in which I would post a new picture once a day for the entire year. The process was to move me from where I was in my life at the time and to better deal with a personal quagmire of emotions.
I managed 209 pictures which was well short of my intended goal of one per day or 156 photos to be exact. Where I failed in the physical sense of posting pictures each day, I made up for in my personal happiness and growth. Much has been learned about who I am and what makes me tick, as well as how better to deal with life.
I am happy and very grateful for the friends who have supported me along the way and happy for the new friends I have made.
As with any new year there will be new challenges to overcome, but I am more prepared now.
I will have a new project going for 2014, but have not yet decided on just what it will consist of or how often I will post.
I am feeding the right wolf!
This image is a repost of my friends, Karla and Lisa’s wonderful dog named Chico. Anyone who has ever had a dog or pet that leaves us, you know how they are feeling right now. Take a moment to hug your furry beast and be thankful for the time we have them in our lives. They give us everything they have and expect nothing in return.
Rest in peace Chico, you are missed.
As I was walking my dog this evening, on our afternoon route, (Abby determines which way we go in the afternoon) I came across this bee struggling in a small puddle of water. As I watched it spin around in an attempt to find dry land, I thought more about life and our own measurement of life.
Time is an abstract measurement we have invented in order to keep track of elemental changes over a non spatial continuum. It is denoted by numbers and/or named periods such as hours, days, weeks, months and years. It is an apparently irreversible series of occurrences within this non spatial continuum. It is also used to denote an interval between two relative points on this continuum. (from Wikipedia)
We measure our entire life by time. When we are born we are issued a birth certificate that has “time of birth”, and at that moment, the clock starts on our life. We normally do not think of this as a ticking down of time, but rather an optimistic view on how much time we have.
Time is never given back and this is what I mean about “our measurement”. Rather than measure our lives by the time we have, we should measure it by the distance we go within that time space.
Yes, I saved the bee.