Beelin Sayadaw enters my thoughts during those late hours when discipline feels isolated, plain, and far less "sacred" than the internet portrays it. The reason Beelin Sayadaw surfaces in my mind tonight is unclear; perhaps it is because my surroundings feel so stark. There is no creative spark or spiritual joy—only a blunt, persistent awareness

Lately, I have been reflecting deeply on the concept of pillars. I am not referring to the ornate, decorative columns that adorn the entrances of museums, but instead the foundational supports hidden inside a building that stay invisible until you realize they are preventing the entire structure from falling. That is the mental picture that stays w