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Two Wolves

patoconnor — Fri, 07 Nov 2008 12:53:13 +0000

Two Wolves

One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people.

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He said, “My son, the battle is between 2 ‘wolves’ inside us all.

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“One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy,sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.

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“The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.”

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The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf wins?”

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The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

THE TRUE WARRIOR

patoconnor — Fri, 07 Nov 2008 12:44:07 +0000

THE TRUE WARRIOR

Is one who walks in humility and obedience before Great Spirit

One who seeks the Wisdom of GrandFather Eagle as he embraces the heavens and touches the stars.

One who lays down his own life for his people, his village, his family

One who has the strength of great bear, but the gentleness of a butterfly

One who has the courage of a lion, but the heart of a poet

One who respects and seeks the counsel of the elders

One who is a father that nutures and guides not only his children but all children of the village

One who stands as a protector of the unprotected

One who respects mother nature and all her creation

One who always does that which is right, without regard to personal cost

One who even while alone in the forest, maintains his purity of heart and soul

On who seeks always to walk in peace, who only wages war to defend and protect his people.

“Oh Great Spirit, search me and try me. Create in me the spirit of the true warrior that I may serve you and be a river of life to all who trails I cross.”

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peace joy hope health

A Little Bit About Pat O’Connor

patoconnor — Wed, 29 Oct 2008 11:48:31 +0000

Am old enough to understand the difference between the Bay of Pigs – and roasting a pig at a epicurian feast. Been thru the hippy, yippie and yuppie years – always remaining who I am. Very much believe in “Sing your own song – weave your own tapestry.”

Am young enough to still know the thrill of new discoveries, the beauty of the evening, to celebrate the joy of another tommorow. Survived these many decades with a severe medical problems. Sorting out the maze of now having two lymphomas and all their nasty little companions, but I continue. Besides, being a simple iconoclastic eclectic, have been called many things.

An incurable romanticist – with a strong touch of reality. Thinker, intellectual (God, how I hate that term) – been told I am a lion with the heart of the poet. Know how to wage war and conquer my foes – but would rather be known as one who brings hope and life. To bring hope into anothers life is the ultimate of joys. Life should be about bringing hope, peace, vision… a sense a sense beyond yourself.

I am a lifelong hereditary lymphedema patient and a 13 year lymphoma overcomer (like that better then survivor).

One of my hobbies is blogging and I have several dozens that I will be sharing as I develop this blog. Most of them are related to medical topics.