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Buffalo Wisdom

When a storm approaches, cows instinctively run away from it, trying to avoid it. However, because they are slower than the storm, the storm eventually catches up to them, and by continuing to run with it, they actually prolong their time in the storm, enduring more suffering.

Bulls, on the other hand, do something remarkable. Instead of running away, they charge directly into the storm. By facing it head-on, they pass through it more quickly, spending less time in the chaos and discomfort.

What conversations are you putting off to "keep the peace?"
What storms are you running from?
What dragons are you feeding?

To fully digest the lessons behind this story:
Recalibrate your thinking. A problem, in life and this ancient tale metaphorically described as a storm, is neither truly a storm nor a problem. There are no such things as problems. What we perceive as problems are actually invitations to experience life in its fullness. Perhaps experiences you selected prior to growing into this world. The word problem has a root meaning of "To put forward." 

Origins Of This Story: 
The story of bulls—or buffalo—running into the storm likely originates from the observations of Native American tribes, particularly the Lakota and Cheyenne, who lived in close relationship with buffalo in the Great Plains of North America. This remarkable behavior, rooted in survival instincts, reflects the buffalo’s adaptation to harsh weather conditions. When a storm approaches, buffalo charge directly into it, reducing their exposure to the storm’s intensity by moving through it quickly.

These tribes, known for their deep respect for nature, observed and learned from the buffalo’s wisdom. In their oral traditions, they used such behaviors as powerful symbols of resilience, strength, and wisdom. This lesson from nature—facing challenges head-on to move through them more swiftly—remains as relevant to human life as it is profound. By observing nature, we find some of the greatest truths and guidance for how to navigate our own storms.


Reads that pair well:
Feeding Dragons
The Ultimate Invitation 



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