Certain bees are the messenger bees, the postmen. Bees have a hierarchy; there are soldiers, there are postmen, there are laborers, and there is a queen, and they all do different kinds of work. If there is danger…the same dance but with a slight difference.
Between the master and the disciple something happens so that when the disciple is ripe, he knows he is ripe and his master knows he is ripe. This is the time to allow him a breakthrough. There are thousands of tremendously beautiful incidents. This one is so simple but so pregnant.
Feng knew his circumstances. If you are aware, how can you miss knowing it? Feng knew Kushan was ripe…
So he suddenly got up, held him tight, and said, “What is it?”
And there was an opening:
Opening up, Ku Shan was completely enlightened.
Nothing special happened; just the master knew, the disciple knew, that something had come to a climax. And the master got hold of the disciple tightly and said, “What is it?” It is not a question to be answered; it is a question that opens up a new dimension in the disciple.
Opening up, Ku Shan was completely enlightened. He even forgot his comprehending mind.
The experience was so great, the splendor was so overwhelming, that he even forgot to show his reverence to the master, or to say some right words to express his gratitude.
He just raised his hand and waved.
This waving of the hand is a mute expression that “I have got it! You got me right in the moment – it has happened!”
He just raised his hand and waved, nothing more. Feng said, “Will you express some principle?”