HUNGRY LIKE THE WOLF

A few years ago, my friend Denise shared with me a wonderful story about St. Francis of Assisi:

The town of Gubbio had a serious problem. An enormous lone wolf was eating the villagers’ sheep. Several people tried to stop it — the shepherd, the shepherd’s family, a guard from the mayor’s office — but the wolf killed them all. The beast seemed possessed of an extraordinary cunning and viciousness. Vigilantes and mercenaries and heroes came from far and wide, but the wolf evaded every trap and slaughtered all who confronted him directly. The townspeople were terrorized, grief-stricken, frustrated, and furious. Finally, someone suggested that they consult Francis of Assisi, a wandering priest who was said to be able to speak with animals and with God. They’d exhausted every conventional strategy; perhaps this strange mystic could facilitate a divine intercession. Francis came and listened to the families who had lost loved ones. He spoke with the village leaders and with merchants, and farmers, and tradespeople. Then he went out into the forest, alone, to find the wolf. Hours turned to days and people began to whisper that the wolf most likely had eaten Francis, too. But at last, a week later, he returned. The villagers were aghast to see the wolf walking beside him as he approached. Francis told them that he had prayed and listened and contemplated carefully the needs and desires of both the people and the wolf. And he proposed a radical, yet very simple, solution to everyone’s troubles: feed the wolf.

Instead of resisting or punishing or trying to eliminate the ravenous beast, why not feed it? Feed it in a spirit of compassion, forgiveness, and love.

I can’t get this tale out of my head. I love it a lot. But it also makes me think of another allegory that seems to offer completely contradictory advice… I’m sure you’ve heard this, usually presented as wisdom from the Cherokee people:

Grandfather is teaching his grandson about life. He tells the boy, “Two wolves fight inside me. One is evil — all selfishness, greed, anger, lies, resentment, guilt, self-pity, and hatred. The other is good — generosity, kindness, truth, serenity, humility, and love. These same wolves battle within you, too, grandson, and within every other living person.” The boy thinks for a moment and asks, “Which one wins?” Grandfather says, “The one you feed.”

So… yeah. That makes a lot of sense, too. But — AND…

Of course, I get that the two stories are illuminating different scenarios. One is expressly an illustration of the seemingly oppositional qualities of our own human nature. The other is more about how we treat each other.

Still, I’m vexed by the fact that the messages are so clear and so conflicting: feed the wolf, but don’t feed that wolf.

Also, I do have to wonder about whether or not any of these wolves really can be said to be solely internalized or only externalized. Because our inner wolves get projected out into the world around us all the time. And certainly the big, bad wolf at our door always, to some degree, must reflect that which is in our own hearts. Yes?

Of course I don’t want to encourage or exacerbate bad behavior, my own or anyone else’s, by fanning unhealthy flames, pouring energy into enmity, selfishness, or destruction — don’t feed that wolf. Yet, at the same time, it does seem important to acknowledge that many/most/maybe all of our “negative” impulses do rise out of an honest hunger of some sort.

We all require food, shelter, and safety. We all long for understanding, freedom, and love. And our pursuits of life, happiness, and fulfillment frequently are frustrated in one way or another. We get confused and twisted around. Often without intending it, we hurt each other and we end up hurting ourselves. We act out in ways that don’t benefit anybody.

Surely the kind thing to do when confronting such dire needs, in ourselves or in another, is to do our best to understand and satisfy those needs.  That seems like the kind thing to do, the creative thing to do, and probably the most effective thing to do. 

Truth is, wolves are really smart. They are social animals that live and work together beautifully. Very, very rarely do they pose a real danger to humans. They do attack livestock sometimes, but it’s not their preferred food. Fairy tales have turned the wolf into a boogeyman, the symbolic embodiment of all of our own shadowy impulses. Huffing and puffing to blow our houses down. Luring the unwise from the straight and narrow path. Howling mournfully in the night.

Just like me. Just like most of us, I daresay. I’m hungry like the wolf…

In honor of St. Francis of Assisi, whose Feast Day is this week, we will be doing pet blessings in Hyder Park at noon on Saturday, October 4.  Throughout the month of October, we’ll also collect pet food to share with a local shelter or food pantry.  Thanks in advance for your unopened bags or cans of dog and cat food — you can bring them to Sunday services, or any other time we’re together.

I can’t wait to be with you this Sunday, 10:00am at q-Staff Theatre. With music by the divine Patty Stephens. XO, Drew

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