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://saddhammaramsi-sayadaw28737.blog-ezine.com/39578878/how-sayadaw-u-kundala-uses-precision-and-silence-to-leave-only-direct-experience