At yoga class tonight I was thinking about how much I love taking a class. I mean that as a separate point from taking yoga. I love yoga and the teacher and this specific Monday night class, but tonight I was thinking it is very lucky to be in any class on a regular basis, to be a student, to be learning and growing and to have expert guidance in that growth. One of the goals of yoga is flexibility, but learning in general is a practice in flexibility, in recognizing all the areas where others know more. It is resistance against calcification, against having all the answers, always knowing best. I’m surprised at how many people prefer to lecture than to learn from others in conversation. What a treat to know less, to have the opportunity to say, “Teach me,” to be able to show flexibility, and humility.