Tharmanay Kyaw Sayadaw: The Quiet Weight of Inherited PresenceTharmanay Kyaw Sayadaw drifts in when I stop chasing novelty and just sit with lineage breathing quietly behind me. It is well past midnight, 2:24 a.m., and the night feels dense, characterized by a complete lack of movement in the air. The window is slightly ajar, yet the only thing… Read More