It seems that I just cannot get any relief from the spoiled fruits of my past kamma and that every time I think a storm has past and we can begin to rebuild another one comes in to swamp me and carry what remained out to sea. You could say that I have a choice at this point but I really don’t: it’s not as if I can just shrivel up and blink away into oblivion. Knowing that there is no escape the best I can do is let the truth of the way things are (not in any ontological or metaphysical sense mind you) sink in and make whatever preparations I can to affront the crisis at hand. No it doesn’t feel good but if I let my mind dwell on the feelings of loss and defeat all I will do is weaken myself.
In the face of adversity the best thing I can do is be grateful for what I have, make much of my gains and skills and press forward unflaggingly.
Cattāri Brahmavihārā 
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