Documenting our Landscape

There is a Zen story that goes something like this. A young novice found enlightenment elusive. He went to his master complaining about his ineffectiveness. The master told the novice he could no longer help but there is one who lives far away across the river, through the woods, across the desert, over the mountains but if the novice could possibly travel to the master he surely would find enlightenment. So he crossed the river, traveled through the woods, made it across the desert, and climbed over the mountains. When he arrived at the master’s monastery he told the master of his journey and the words of his old master. The novice pleaded, “Where can I find enlightenment?” The master quietly listened and then responded, “Where can you find your clothes?” The novice was immediately enlightened.