Before today we had talked about two kinds of wisdom in class. Experiential wisdom and Mantic wisdom.Wisdom that you gain through the years and share with the younger generation versus wisdom given to you through divine intervention and means. Well today we learned about a new wisdom and I don't know how else to explain it except to say that our professor (and fearless leader) compared it to The Force. All encompassing, holding the universe together, a penetrating and cosmic energy that precedes even God. And without wisdom there is sin and a true death.
There's a certain attraction to such a wisdom. How can it not be alluring when compared to something as epic as the Force? I don't know how explain it exactly but today's class really spoke to me. It's going to sound really cheesy and nerdy but Greece has that extra layer to it. A kind of invisible mist that lingers in those places of old; it has seen the beginning, the middle, and waits for the future. It clings to these places of history and makes you fall in love with it and at the same time become closer to God. I've felt this multiple times on this trip in many different places, a magnetic pull that tugs at both my heart and my mind. Most of the places that I've felt this presence of wisdom have been close to nature and places of pagan worship, ironically, but that's not really what matters. It's the spirituality of the whole package and how you perceive it in that moment.
It might be the sunshine or the warm air talking but this third type of wisdom, the lingering and cosmic wisdom of Solomon, is much more prominent here in Greece than anywhere else I've been. It all makes me believe in a Creator more than I already had. Even the pagan temples, with their enduring ancient pillars looming over the modern day but refusing to change, seem to have accepted the ever present wisdom. Today it became evident to me that although our reading spoke of choosing wisdom, wisdom seems to have chosen me. It draws me in and brings me peace. And yet I'm left wanting more from, what I'll endearingly call, the Force. It binds me and nature, me and God, me and the old things I've come to touch with my own hands. Invisible but physical, beckoning me and enlightening a willing mind.
<3Christine
There's a certain attraction to such a wisdom. How can it not be alluring when compared to something as epic as the Force? I don't know how explain it exactly but today's class really spoke to me. It's going to sound really cheesy and nerdy but Greece has that extra layer to it. A kind of invisible mist that lingers in those places of old; it has seen the beginning, the middle, and waits for the future. It clings to these places of history and makes you fall in love with it and at the same time become closer to God. I've felt this multiple times on this trip in many different places, a magnetic pull that tugs at both my heart and my mind. Most of the places that I've felt this presence of wisdom have been close to nature and places of pagan worship, ironically, but that's not really what matters. It's the spirituality of the whole package and how you perceive it in that moment.
It might be the sunshine or the warm air talking but this third type of wisdom, the lingering and cosmic wisdom of Solomon, is much more prominent here in Greece than anywhere else I've been. It all makes me believe in a Creator more than I already had. Even the pagan temples, with their enduring ancient pillars looming over the modern day but refusing to change, seem to have accepted the ever present wisdom. Today it became evident to me that although our reading spoke of choosing wisdom, wisdom seems to have chosen me. It draws me in and brings me peace. And yet I'm left wanting more from, what I'll endearingly call, the Force. It binds me and nature, me and God, me and the old things I've come to touch with my own hands. Invisible but physical, beckoning me and enlightening a willing mind.
<3Christine
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