Wisdom is not held deep within us. It doesn't belong to us, nor could we possibly contain it. It swirls through the stars, and flows through us, the animals and the trees. Even the air, water and rocks are privy to its glory. I can see how it may seem as though it's inside of us, since we need to go deep within, rise above, burrow through, sneak behind or settle below our chaotic selves, in order to connect with it. But the inspiration that we find when we do so is free, timeless and without language or personality. To stake claim of it, is like staking claim of the universe – stabbing the earth with a flag and proclaiming that all within eyeshot, now belongs to the furling colors.
No one has wisdom, we can only channel it.
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