Wisdom

My apologies for having missed out on yesterday’s blog. Just that I’ve been slightly tied-up on account of an outstation assignment. Anyway, I’ll try not to miss another day, ya.

So, here’s a somewhat lighter piece on wisdom.

For many who are disheartened by the many inferences that you’re either too young or too naïve when it comes to a barometer of your wisdom, let me assure you that I’ve seen just an equal amount of young folks having amazing wisdom and an equal amount of older folks that are so set in their ways that think wisdom is their inherent right as elders.

Seriously, I am one that believe that the gaining of wisdom, tough it may be affected somewhat by one’s chronological age, that would only account for a very small fraction of the equation.

See, wisdom is determined very much by one’s life experiences, not how old one gets. If a hermit lives to a hundred years, his/her acquired wisdom will fall far beneath an adventurer who may be just celebrating his/her 10th birthday next month.

Yes, there is much to be said for them that live through their lives in comfort zones, always doing the safe and sure thing. However, that would really be such a pity considering that that would be just about the story of their lives. Imagine, a whole lifetime wasted away by not going beyond the wall, not venturing out of the hermit hole.

So remember well, the lessons of Tolkien and “The Hobbit”… after all, do you really want to spend a lifetime thinking you’ve acquired wisdom when all you’ve only acquired is a tombstone that reads “Here lies… safe but dead”. (Pun intended – dead, both body and soul).