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She took her shoes off at the door and slipped on a pair of thongs. Walking into the inner courtyard she bowed to a monk she passed and asked him where she could expect to find Master Yang. She found him sitting on a mat under the shade of a willow tree with his back to the lake. He looked up as she approached. "It's been a long time Samantha. Come, sit down." He said and gestured with his hands for her to sit next to him. "I know its four months since my last visit but I've kept our lessons maybe a little too well actually." "What do you mean?" "I feel I've reached an impasse or is it an impasse? I'm not sure." "Continue" He prompted "I can't feel anything. I don't fell happy, I don't feel sad. I just am. I accept whatever is happening without moving to judgment or protest. I've been wondering is this what it feels like to be enlightened? "I wouldn't know; I've yet to reach that place of which you talk about but the fact that you have to ask should tell you the answer." She nodded; her eyes followed the fluttering wings of a dragonfly and lost it in the glistening sun.

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