Now, bear with me for an instant as I pore over the dictionary meanings of these words.
Wisdom: the quality of having experience, knowledge, and good judgement; the quality of being wise.
Knowledge: facts, information, and skills acquired through experience or education; the theoretical or practical understanding of a subject.
Judgment: the ability to make considered decisions or come to sensible conclusions.
Sensible: done or chosen in accordance with wisdom or prudence; likely to be of benefit.
Common sense: good sense and sound judgement in practical matters.
Do you see how we’re back to where we started? Are we chasing our own tails?
Correct me if I’m wrong, but to me, it seems like experience is the key to wisdom.
Wait, that’s it? We call people wise simply because they have experienced something we haven’t? Isn’t ‘wise’ supposed to mean someone very knowledgeable and saint-like, with perhaps a faint yet distinguishable aura around their head?
In the past two days, I’ve stumbled upon a happy insight. I realize, more and more people around me have taken to pondering the questions ‘who am I?’ and ‘what do I want?’. I don’t know if this happens around a certain age or whether it’s because the world may soon end, but I am glad we’re getting there.
And then I realized, right in the middle of rattling off my own truth to an existential question posed by someone else, that I had no right to answer that question. I was trying to sound wise, simply because I have had more time to struggle with these questions, I simply had more experience. We all have what I like to call a ‘preach mode’, where we think we know all the answers and want to tell it to the poor baffled soul who hasn’t reached there yet. We think we’re better than others because of our own lived reality.
We’re not. You’re not.