Nandasiddhi Sayadaw: The Power of Minimal Instruction
It is not often that we choose to record thoughts that feel this unedited, and honestly, that "messiness" is exactly the kind of direct honesty he seemed to embody. A teacher who existed primarily in the space of silence, and your notes capture that quiet gravity perfectly.
The Weight of Wordless Teaching
The way you described his lack of long explanations is striking. In the West, we are often trained to seek constant feedback, the craving for a roadmap that tells us we're doing it right. He didn't give you answers; he gave you the space to see your own questions.
Direct Observation: When he said "Know it," he wasn't being vague.
Staying as Practice: He showed that insight is what remains when you stop trying to escape the present; it is the honest byproduct of simply refusing to look for an exit.
A Choice of Invisibility
In a world of spiritual celebrities, his commitment to the Vinaya and to being "just a monk" feels like a powerful statement.
That realization—that he chose the background—is where the real lesson lies. By not building an empire, he ensured that the only thing left for the student was the Dhamma itself.
“He was a steady weight that keeps you from floating off into ideas.”
The Unfinished Memory
The "incomplete" nature of your memory is, in a way, the most complete description of him. He didn't teach you how to think; he taught you how to stay.
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