There are one of two ways we can show up in life, if we are of the animal kingdom; we are either predator – or prey. Human beings are usually at the top of the food chain where, as with chickens, we arrive at a pecking order. The predators among us fight to be the top predator, while the weaker ones become prey. For centuries, men have been the predators and women, their prey. Of course, we are not literally prey, but we are prone to giving in, giving up, and surrendering to our stronger male counterparts. Women can be predatory, as well. Regardless of sex, race, or background, it is those with the strongest constitution who succeed.
This does not mean that weaker souls cannot be successful. They often choose to accept a less prominent position in life. They are inclined to be content, to be at peace, rather than exert the energy to join the fight. They often withdraw, retreat, and take shelter because peace is all that they seek. Many may have started out as predators with the vim and vigor of youth. The illusion of invincibility may have empowered them to take risks; but eventually those who were bigger and smarter simply used them as a step ladder, to attain the heights for which they reached. Somehow, we all ultimately end up at the bottom, trampled and beaten, where we are easy targets for the alpha predators. Predators always go after the weak and the vulnerable because they are the easiest to bring down. Are you a predator – or are you prey? In the end it does not matter. Life eats life, becomes life, and is then recycled. It’s only life.
