A bit of autobiography to begin with; I came to Buddhism nearly a decade ago, having wandered about through many years of questing and questioning on what can be called for convenience, the ‘spiritual’ path. During college, at a moment when I was particularly vulnerable, particularly at a low ebb and suffering on various fronts, I fell into a cult. I wasn’t in it long, but it was long enough to burn me. It knocked the bottom out of my self confidence. It took me years-and a lot of pain for those around me as much as for myself- to get a semblance of stability back. In the process, I read widely on religion and philosophy. Certain (subjective and hence anecdotal) experiences have edified my trust in at least the validity of Buddhism– no doubt among other religious faiths and paths, I’m not sectarian and, untrendy as it might now have become, I’m committed to an ecumenical outlook.
Age for a Sage
Age for a Sage
Age for a Sage
A bit of autobiography to begin with; I came to Buddhism nearly a decade ago, having wandered about through many years of questing and questioning on what can be called for convenience, the ‘spiritual’ path. During college, at a moment when I was particularly vulnerable, particularly at a low ebb and suffering on various fronts, I fell into a cult. I wasn’t in it long, but it was long enough to burn me. It knocked the bottom out of my self confidence. It took me years-and a lot of pain for those around me as much as for myself- to get a semblance of stability back. In the process, I read widely on religion and philosophy. Certain (subjective and hence anecdotal) experiences have edified my trust in at least the validity of Buddhism– no doubt among other religious faiths and paths, I’m not sectarian and, untrendy as it might now have become, I’m committed to an ecumenical outlook.