At present I am not maintaining this page, but you might be interested in reading below about the original idea behind this Wisdom page.

The world is full of people who have much wisdom to offer which can help all of us in our own seeking to live well. Every two months, I will invite you to submit a wise saying or some good advice on various topics. I hope to be able to upload some of these onto my site after each two month period; so that eventually I will have built up, with your help, a data-base of good advice and wisdom which will cover many areas of human living which people may share in common.

However I expect there to be some conflict in the wisdom which is received, because people in differing cultures and countries, and with differing world-views, will have various ways of looking at things. Such diversity of wisdom, gathered together, will be a way in which, in a global village, we may become more sensitive and understanding towards each other. And that helps in making for a more harmonious world, with less misunderstanding, for future generations to live in.

It would be wonderful to have you share with me and other people throughout the world some of the wisdom that enriches your life.

Remember that by sharing, what may be your hard won wisdom, you may be able to help other people in the living out of their lives, through their times of confusion, or bewilderment, or searching, or growing, or hurting, or relating, or loving.

A group of people or an organisation: for example, a Senior Citizen's group or a therapy group or a youth group, might wish to plan an Wisdom event or series of such events.

Here were some of the life issues for which people's Wisdom was sought.







Here are some of the submissions on some other life issues that were received in 2001.

Learning from a differently abled (disabled) person

"Yet it struck me recently with renewed insight how lucky we are to have the experience of a child like Susanna. She has taught us so much, as much about ourselves as about people with disabilities and others' reaction to them. We have learned to live for the moment, we have been given an awareness of the trivia of materialistic acquirements: designer labels, social rank, ecclesiastical office don't hold much sway with Susie! What you see is what you get and if she's in the mood she'll be charming and courteous and if not - then tough, little effort will be made. I sometimes envy her honesty, her directness, her instinctive empathy, her gentleness, her trust and of course, her sense of humour. Our world demands success. We demand from ourselves standards we can hardly attain;...."Blessed are the meek", not because they are vulnerable and cry out for our pity and thanksgiving that we and ours are not as they are. But they too have a role to play in this world. Often they bring out the best in even the most hardened and cynical...So ultimately Susanna has got it right. Her love is unconditional and yet ironically it does indeed "change everything". It really is all that matters, all that really matters. "I love you, Mummy ". "Yeah, and I love you, too, Suz".
Alison Rooke, from her article in the Church of Ireland Gazette.


Detachment doesn't mean you don't let the experience penetrate you fully. That's how you are able to leave it.
Take any emotion: love for a woman, or grief for a loved one, or what I'm going through, fear and pain from a deadly illness. If you hold back on the emotions - if you don't allow yourself to go all the way through them - you can never get detached, you're too busy being afraid. You're afraid of the pain, you're afraid of the grief, you're afraid of the vulnerability that loving entails.
But by throwing yourself into these emotions, by allowing yourself to dive in, all the way, over your head even, you experience them fully and completely. You know what pain is. You know what love is. You know what grief is. And only then can you say, "All right. I have experienced that emotion. I recognize that emotion. Now I need to detach from that emotion for a moment".
This is a quotation from Mitch Albom's "Tuesdays with Morrie", submitted by Rev. Louis W. Pitt. JR.

Turning the corner on my grief, I hasten toward tomorrow
Vacationing at Rehoboth, we walked along the Delaware Bay, covered with horseshoe crabs, some laying eggs, some dying---a scene of confusion and chaos. As I turned the corner at Cape Henlopen, where the Atlantic Ocean meets the Bay, I was elated to see the beaches were wider, sand sparkling clean, with dunes covered with sea oats. A passage from darkness and clutter to light and order. Even the waves, bigger and stronger, spoke of a new viability. I was filled with new hope, I knew I was emotionally turning the corner also. A seminal happening that foretold the future unfolding for me. I rented a condo, joined a church, volunteered to teach pottery in Matthew's private school, worked as a volunteer in an art gallery, and started classes at the University of Delaware, taking "Financial Decision Making for Women". There, and in other activities, I met others who had the same interests, and I felt like a spider woman weaving a web of interesting friends.
Written by Anne Eldredge Harris. See her web site: http://www.art.net/Studios/Visual/Anne/home.htm

From birth to death life is changing. When a change comes, perhaps unwanted, try to accept that your life has now changed, work through your thoughts and emotions, talk with others about yourself. Then try to make the necessary adjustments to your life and then go on and achieve again. ACCEPT, ADJUST, ACHIEVE. Anonymous quotation

I had settled into my new home in Delaware, and had gone on a fall foliage trip to New England. A phone call informed me Mother had died in her sleep in Florida, a few months after her 98th birthday. I flew back to Amity, meeting the larger family there for the funeral. Afterwards we had lunch on the porch overlooking the beloved and familiar view, talking about the changes in all our lives, for of course, Amity was to be sold. No longer would this be the gathering place for extended family and friends. The closing of an era, uprooting us all. It is said that one is never completely one's own self until both parents have died, for while a parent lives, their expectations influence us mightily. But how I would miss this strong, intelligent, valiant, delightful and loving woman.
Written by Anne Eldredge Harris. See her web site: http://www.art.net/Studios/Visual/Anne/home.htm

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