The Empty BowlThe young disciple, Lian, arrived at the mountain monastery brimming with knowledge. He had memorized scriptures, could debate philosophical tenets, and his mind was a library of sacred texts. He sought the final, elusive ingredient: divine wisdom.The Master, a man with eyes like still water, received him kindly. For days, Lian demonstrated his learning, quoting ancient poets and expounding on complex doctrines. The Master listened, sipping his tea, saying little.One evening, as the sun bled into the horizon, the Master handed Lian a beautiful, ornate ceramic bowl. "This is for you," he said. "Go to the spring and