My youngest daughter came to me this morning with a sponge she said was "broken". When I looked at it, I showed her it was dried and cracked, but when we wet it, it became useful again. Each of us is like this; when we are unused, we dry up and become stale. When we add experiences, education, observation, we become renewed and pliable again. Honora looked at me and said she knew that already.
This idea isn't new to any of you either. So why do we continue to resist it?