There was an old woman who supported a hermit. For twenty years she always had a girl, sixteen or seventeen years old, take the hermit his food and wait on him. One day she told the girl to give the monk a close hug and ask, “What do you feel just now?” The hermit responded, An old tree on a cold cliff; Midwinter – no warmth. The girl went back and told this to the old woman. The woman said,... Read more