I can't describe...

I can't describe how good I felt at that moment, or why.  Tears even began to come to my eyes. I had learned and he had learned but there was no one there to take the credit. There was only the glimmer of a realisation that we were both participating in a wonderful process. The key that unlocked Jack's new backhand - which was really there all the time just waiting to be let out - was that in the instant he stopped trying to change his backhand, he saw it as it was. [...] When the mind is free of any thought or judgment it is free and acts like a perfect mirror.  Then and only then can we know things as they are.

Timothy Gallwey - The Inner Game of Tennis
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