Every day I learn new things. Information that I acquire, process, evaluate, connect to previous ones and store in my mind. Some of them stick over time, and some got lost or forgotten.
If and when I need the ones I retain, I dig them out from my memory.
I have the feeling that my memory is not infinite, so over the years, many things got lost, and I can’t retrieve them anymore. Anyway, this is another story.
Have you ever the feeling that you know something even if you can’t find that thing among the things you know?
It is a powerful feeling when you realise that you know something in your bones, not in your mind. As if the knowledge has slowly become part of who you are.
From something you know to something you are.
From knowing to being.
That is my idea of wisdom.
When something you know becomes part of who you are.
The tricky thing, in my experience, is that sometimes what you know in your mind can get in the way of what you know in your cells. Your knowledge creates resistance to your wisdom.
“To attain knowledge, add things every day. To attain wisdom, remove things every day.” ― Lao Tzu
P.S. I just realised that yesterday post was titled “Being Silly”. In my knowledge, they seem so different, yet in my body, they are fully interwoven.