I find myself returning to the memory of Sayadaw U Kundala whenever language fails and only silence seems to hold any true guidance. It is deep into the night, 2:11 a.m., and I am caught in that state of being bothered by the bright light but too fatigued to move. https://lorenzocvhax.thekatyblog.com/37565273/the-teaching-style-of-sayadaw-u-kundala-where-precision-and-silence-point-only-to-direct-experience