Maybe wisdom is the wind
What is my wisdom? Maybe there is another way to look at it, a different question. Maybe wisdom is not a thing, especially not to possess. Maybe it is a way of being, a movement through us, with us, some action or way of acting that takes hold of us. Maybe it possesses us, or maybe we are interwoven with it, inseparable, something that grows on us as we move through life. Maybe it is a companion, sharing bread with us, asking us to share bread. Maybe it is our midwife and we wisdom’s midwife, bringing something new, a dream, a better way for the world to be. Maybe wisdom is the wind.
:- Doug.
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