Cattāri Brahmavihārā

As I walked from the freezing cold waterfront where our office is located up to the station on 4th Ave I realized something: I don’t have to be so unkind to myself. I may have been the unwitting master of my current predicament in this life or in some other but do I have to make myself suffer over it for a second time? Yes, I can and should work hard now but long hours do not mean I have to obsess and torture myself when I have done what I can. I need to love myself enough to pick up my tools at the right time and to put them down when the day is done.

Does a barber sleep with shears? A butcher with knives? Why, then, do I insist on sleeping with my job? I am seeing ever more clearly that the point of living gets lost when we chase gain and run from loss. Sabbe sattaa sukhitaa hontu!