Grown men, schoolboys and priests all have much to learn from the retreat experience, as spiritual director Andrew Thomas Kania has discovered I  can recall sitting in my classroom many years ago having just completed teaching for the week. In Perth, during February, the Australian summers are hot and trying. That year, the ceiling fans struggled to cycle the oppressive air. The boys had left and I leaned back in my chair, put my feet on the desk, my hands behind my head and let out a sigh that blended exhaustion and achievement with relief. The hustle and bustle of the boys racing home to begin the weekend was the soundtrack to the beautiful view I had of the Canning River that frames the school on two sides. One of my pupils, a young man in his final year, looked up at me as he wa