Bodh Gaya and Old Path, White Clouds

A book and a place

In 2019 I ceased identifying as Buddhist because yet another American Buddhist — someone I’d mistaken for a friend for two years — proved to be a bully who targeted me. She was one of numerous American Buddhists who were condescending, holier-than-thou, and strikingly lacking in compassion toward me. I didn’t witness her treat anyone else like that. She broke the proverbial camel’s…