If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart." - Nelson Mandela. I've witnessed this myself. I'm only about 3 months into studying Mandarin (and 1 week into studying symbols), so I'm still relatively new. But I've loved it so far and have gotten a lot of positive feedback when speaking it. Many of us are use to being the native speakers to those who do speak our native language as well. There's a slight sensational sense of vulnerability that you get when you're on the opposite end of that. You suddenly feel quite humbled. You are the one who don't fully understand and you are the one that is struggling. That bit of vulnerability resulting from exiting your comfort zone really touches deeply with your soul. You discover more about yourself and your human nature. You discover more about the vast world around you and it's such a beautiful feeling. You wouldn't think that would come from facing your fears, being vulnerable, and going out into the unknown. So far, all has seemed to reveal to me that there is far more beauty in life when you step outside of your own door. This pre-prep to move to China has really been enjoyable thus far. The biggest challenge is just to come, but I'm pretty excited about taking it on. You don't truly live until you step out the door. There's beauty in embracing the unknown.