At the beginning, this was a way for me to explain to those who wanted to know, why I had left a good job, abandoned an apartment lease, sold my belongings, and bought a one-way ticket to Burma. It then served as a link to the outside world while I practiced intensive meditation, and has since continued to be a practice journal in daily life.
Over time, my impression of what the precipice is has changed, but most consistently it has referred to a state of unknowing, of not-knowing knowing, of trusting in life unfolding just as it is. Sharanam (śaraṇam, śaraṇa) means refuge and is most often associated with going for refuge to the Three Jewels: Buddha, Dhamma, and Sangha. For me it is a symbol of surrender and of the importance of finding communion and a home that supports us in the awakening process, the ongoing journey in which our small selves loosen their grip revealing our true selves, or God or Dhamma–for me, one in the same.
I haven’t written for a while, not because I don’t have anything to say but because my practice is constantly changing and this outlet hasn’t served me in the way it once did. I am now beginning an academic career and suspect I will need to repurpose my online writing presence. Not sure where this is headed or if it will even remain an archive. For the time being, please take advantage of the resources and the stories and conversations (don’t miss the many rich comments) herein.
You can also learn more about this wayfarer from my essay at the Under 35 website.