Cattāri Brahmavihārā

The drive from the wide, open spaces of New Hampsire through Connecticut and Massachussets and into New York seemed to me a visual representation of the changes that were taking place in my mind and heart. As the scenery became less green and ever more crowded with human habitation and man-made structures I felt an anologous cramping and tightening of my mind. Whereas I had allowed my thoughts to roam in fields and streams of Dhamma for the last week I now had to yoke it once more to the reins of my daily life and there was a definite aversion and resistance to doing so. It is only during the moments of transitions that I get a real view of the suffering peculiar to living this way and although I am not yet able or willing to change the situationn at present I am grateful to know it for what it is.