Reading books and blogs on spirituality, listening to talks, watching YouTube videos, all of it brings calm and reminds me to pay attention to the soft hum in my chest and arms.
It doesn’t bring wisdom.
Stepping into spiritual writing and discussion draws me closer to a place within and gives me ways to express what’s inside.
If I’m not careful, I can go years without any awareness of the language within.
Some time ago, I attended a spiritual talk with a friend. Afterwards I asked what she had learned. “I didn’t learn anything,” she replied. “I didn’t expect to.”
“Then why did you go?”
“I need to be reminded.”
I need to be reminded as well. When I put myself into the stream of spiritual language, I am reminded of the presence and I awake yet again to the guidance inside.
For me, access to the wisdom within requires continual reminders, and I am grateful for each one.