There is nothing quite like it.
It’s a light flipping on in the dark. Prajna. Clarity.
The thing is, the older we get, the harder it is to learn something new.
We think we know everything there is to know about the world we create.
And when you are master of the universe, what then?
You must become incompetent, at least temporarily, to accept the wisdom of a teacher.
(As they say: When the student is ready the teacher will appear.)
Except it really is difficult to admit, “I don’t know what I am doing” in our connected world. I mean, who wants to look incompetent?
Hence, it is more difficult to move a full-grown tree than it is to influence a sapling.
We only grow up when we decide to quit learning.
Indeed, the reason we never forget to ride a bike is that we never forget the feeling of learning something new.