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

It is often a minor detail that sets it off. The trigger today was the sound of paper sticking together while I was browsing through an old book placed too near the window pane. That is the effect of damp air. My pause was more extended than required, pulling the pages apart one at a time, and in that stillness, his name reappeared unprompted.There

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