Leaders often tell this story attributed to a Native American elder.
There are two dogs inside me. The black dog is mean. The white dog is good. The black dog fights the white dog all day. When asked which dog wins, the elder reflected for a moment and replied; The one I feed the most.
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Tuesday, December 11, 2012
I Dreamed
I dreamed about Ruby and Lucy. Ruby was waiting to be picked up from the vets after being spayed and Lucy was young too, running around. I was on the edge of a cliff terrified just looking down. Then I was over the edge with Bill and another person pulling me back up by my hands.
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