It would be nice if becoming another year older meant you actually became another year wiser. But I have not always found this to be the case. As I approach my birthday I’ve noticed that I can look back at my younger self and learn from an understanding that I had once gained but later lost. On a smaller scale, there are some days when I really feel in tune with the rhythm of life, and others when I am lost in the darkness of my own ignorance.
How is it that wisdom and understanding come and go so easily? They are measured by the degree to which you are present.
When you choose to be the witness of your thoughts, emotions, sense perceptions, environment, you inhabit the space where all knowledge and inspiration reside. When you are strung along by habitual thought patterns, you step out of the flow of life.
In the moment you become aware of your breathing, of the beating of your heart, you are wiser than anyone could ever aspire to be. May we all meet there together.