Reflecting on Tharmanay Kyaw Sayadaw wasn't on my agenda this evening, but that is typically how these reflections emerge.

The smallest trigger can bring it back. This particular time, the sound of sticky pages was the cause when I tried to flip through an old book kept on a shelf too close to the window. Humidity does that. I paused longer than necessary, ungluing each page with care, and somehow his name surfaced again, quietly, without asking.There is a peculiar qua

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