Rhinos don’t wear shoes. Even in a fantasy situation, it just isn’t a Rhino thing to do. When We lose contact with the earth, We just get Way Squirrely. So no shoes, except for special pretend, and making a point.

What brought Cinderella to mind was the “Aha!” of finding that the shoe was the Perfect Fit. This is how We each feel when that peak adolescent moment grabs Us, when We discover that perfect thing for Us to do with ourselves- our own Quest. Nobody else could wear that shoe, nobody else can undertake our Big Mission or make that unique contribution to Rhinodom. That Quest is our own particular version of Adulthood.

“Ahas” don’t get much bigger than that.