"I know, Lisa" Samuel offered.  "I can't put my finger on it; but, there's someone you loved dearly and they got ripped away from you somehow.  I've felt it before.  Sometimes in the kitchen; sometimes around this tree.  Sometimes when we're together.  I can read your feelings a little better, like when I was a kid and could read almost everybody."<br/><br/>He shifted his position, his leg was falling asleep.  While he was reserved, he didn't really know how to handle women, least of which was Lisa.  She had taught him a lot, but he kept it to himself.  In a sense, he didn't want to say "I love Lisa" in his heart because he didn't know what that meant.  Which greek work was it?  Brotherly love, philadelphia?  Romantic love, eros?  He didn't think it was that.  Was it family love?  Yes, he thought it was family love.  But he didn't think family members said that stuff to each other; in his experience, two people who decided they wanted to get off with one another, get their buzz fix, said "I love you" and by the next day, the words were an empty, hollow shell of nothingness, wrapped up in broken ribbons that were meant to be pretty for the one moment it was presented.<br/><br/>"Have you considered love, Lisa?  Like, what if Lydell at the station really loves you?  What if anyone loves you; what if I love you?  Are there different kinds of love?  Weird; would you love another best friend again if you knew there was no guarantee that person wouldn't leave you as well?"  For some reason, he began asking his own questions, seeking his own truth.<br/><br/>While patiently waiting for answers, he said, "I'm going to put myself in that stage you've asked me before to go in; total relaxation in my special place.  I t.... I tr ..."  He knew TRUST was the important aspect of this stage he was going in.  "I trust you ... I'll answer any questions you want me to.  And you can talk to me ... and we can talk freely.  But I've never done it before like this; but I want to do it ... now ... not tomorrow, not yesterday.  Right now, I feel the most open.  I'll take down all my barriers."  With that, Samuel changed the position of his body; he laid his head in Lisa's lap, turning his head away from her only so she would not be uncomfortable as to where his eyes might be looking.  He began slowing his breathing ...<br/><br/>He began thinking of that place Lisa would ask him to go to; he began to breathe slowly; his visualizations became reality.  Normally, Lisa would give him permission to leave at any time.  But this time, he did something that would take great trust.  He jumped in the waters in his mind; he allowed the waters to carry him away so that land could no longer be seen.  Then he said out loud, "Lisa, I know you've told me not to do this ... but I did.  I'm out in the waters ... I can't come back until you tell me to come back.  I need to do this ... I need to ... like you said ... I need to open up more."  With that, he was adrift in the vast ocean, head above water, awaiting any questions or commands from Lisa ... hoping he might figure a way how to connect with her ... knowing how dangerous territory such as this could often come at a price.