Entering Wisdom

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Thursday, December 13, 2007
Jackson, Montana

It’s late. I just crossed the continental divide.

A few months back my brother was urging me to drive out to Vancouver, “No”, I told him, “I’m staying east of the mountains, I’m traveling down the centre of the continent.” It just struck me, I was never ‘supposed’ to be in Missoula, as I crossed the border, I went off track.

Now, although I’ve felt lost, I really don’t believe in being lost. As it reads on a scrap of paper on a mirror in Hanna’s house, “Wherever you go, there you are.” I couldn’t resist adding, “Nowhere, or rather, Now here.”

But I have been feeling lost and discouraged, but tonight as I crossed the continental divide something washed over me… the sadness and winter’s despair washed away. Somehow I felt I was getting back to something I had misplaced, returning to a path I had partially strayed from. Then wouldn’t you know it, I drove into a town called Wisdom.

“Entering Wisdom” the sign reflected back at me in the light of my highbeams. Now I’m not so certain this is the case, but in my state of being simultaneously lost and found, it was a beautiful sign non-the-less.

Although I passed through Wisdom, I like the notion of entering, since perhaps this process takes some time, and the sign wasn’t reflecting where I am, but rather where I should be trying to go.

All I know is, it’s amazing how a simple street sign can completely undo feelings of disorientation.

peace,
d


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