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-sayadaw76617.verybigblog.com/38106646/silence-precision-and-the-unavoidable-pull-toward-direct-experience-in-sayadaw-u-kundala-s-teaching