Visiting the sacred places connected to Nagarjuna has stirred in me a deep sense of reverence, along with a quiet feeling of sorrow.
Many stories and perspectives surround his life — some speak of divisions among early Buddhist traditions, of misunderstanding, criticism, and even jealousy toward him. Whether all of this is historically precise or not, it reminds us of a timeless truth: even the greatest masters are not always recognized in their own time.
In his later years, it is believed that Nagarjuna chose a life of seclusion in the South, near Nagarjunasagar. Standing in this place, one can sense both the profundity of his realization and the solitude he may have embraced. His teachings on the Middle Path —so deep and transformative — continue to illuminate the path for countless beings.
Yet, being here today, I cannot help but feel a certain emptiness. There seems to be little living presence of his teachings in the very place where he once resided. The wisdom that once flourished here now feels distant from this land.
From the depth of my heart, I offer a humble request to all my students, friends, and fellow seekers:
If we truly honor Nagarjuna, let it not remain only in words—let it be reflected in our actions.
Let us come together at this sacred place.
Let us build — not only outward structures, but also an inner foundation rooted in study, contemplation, and meditation on the Middle Path.
Let us create a space where his teachings are alive, practiced sincerely, and shared with future generations.
May we bring forth something truly meaningful here — something that inspires, uplifts, and reminds all who come of the great master’s wisdom and compassion.
This is my heartfelt prayer. 
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– The Gyalwang Drukpa
