…a teacher comes along. I’m not sure how the universe manages this, but I’ve seen it over and over, sometimes after struggling with something for years.  Maybe we’re really surrounded by teachers all the time, but we’re closed to the lesson being offered until our eyes can see it or our ears can hear.  I don’t know, but I’ve so often found it true.

There’s a flip side, of course:  In a lifetime of growth, no single lesson is ever the last one…