An eager disciple approached the Buddha one night in a dream: Master, i have meditated for 10 years; i take five breaths an hour, i contemplate the flow of my emotion unperturbed, and my desires i direct whichever way is best. But now i must let go of even this, must i not?
That is my teaching, replied the Buddha. But you mustn’t abandon your self as i did—continue climbing instead and find that which made you find your self.
What is this higher realm you speak of? asked the disciple, amazed.
I do not know, replied the Enlightened one.
Then the Buddha woke up, and the dream vanished.