When I was growing up, wisdom always came from my parents. In my eyes, they knew everything. I think of this as a form of mantic wisdom. For example, once my parents told me not to run on ice, or I would fall. But being a kid, I ran, and I fell really hard.
At this point in my life, growing up means focusing a little less on mantic wisdom, and a little more on experiential wisdom: the things I learn by experiencing the world. It's one thing to be on your own at home, having grown up in that culture. Being on your own in a different country is, in my opinion, a totally new level of responsibility. Granted, I'm not on my own; there are wonderful people on this trip I knew, have gotten to know, and whom I now call my friends. Basically, I have learned something new from every single experience I've had here. That's what wisdom is all about.
At the end of Proverbs 8, Wisdom says "All who hate me love death." Wisdom is about learning to live life out to the fullest every day. It's about learning to listen to those who will guide us while making mistakes to gain our own. If we aren't taking advantage of every opportunity handed to us, enjoying every moment we can, are we really even living?
On a lighter note, was it a wise choice to go swimming in the Mediterranean with it being as cold as it was this evening? Probably not, but I'm warm now, and I had fun!
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