There is a Cherokee legend that is sometimes told as a story about a grandfather who tells a story to a young boy who is angry with one of his friends. The grand father sympathizes with the boy and admits that he too struggles with anger, but then says anger does not help the injured and does nothing to the one doing the injury. It is like “taking poison and wishing that the enemy would die.”
The grandfather tells of two wolves that live within. The first is in harmony with all around it while the other is always angry and flying into fits of temper.. He says it is sometimes hard to live with these two wolves trying to dominate his spirit.
The boy asks, “Which one wins, Grandfather?”
And the grandfather replies, “The one I feed.”
There is something Buddha-like to this story, the principle on non duality. It is not a matter of either/or. Both sides exist within each of us for a reason. We can know happiness because we have suffered pain.. The Buddhist monk Thich Nhat Hanh uses the image of a flowers such as love, faith, hope and understanding in our thinking. There are also waste materials like pain and fear in our thinking, As a farmer uses composted waste materials to nourish healthy plants, we learn to make compost of waste material thoughts to nourish the flowers of love and understanding.