Bhante Pesala enters my thoughts when language feels both vital and irrelevant, particularly when I am weary of imprecise thought but fearful of mental stiffness. I’m thinking about Bhante Pesala tonight because I caught myself being vague. Again. I caught myself using phrases like "I sort of see it," or https://dhammajivathero50495.blog-a-story.com/20705977/bhante-pesala-when-words-become-a-map-for-the-mind