Cattāri Brahmavihārā

It appears that I am going through a somewhat dry period in terms of reaping the fruits of concentration but all is not lost. Despite not being about to enjoy more than a few fleeing moments of samadhi during breath meditation, I feel that my metta practice is at least making deeper grooves in my habitual tendencies and I find that the mind first goes to thoughts of loving-kindness even when it awakens or is under assault. No small feat given how my wife’s grief is being partially channeled into anger with me for my past and present failings.

So, dry as it may seem I intend to keep up the practice which entails repition of the phrases or a single phrase of I feel the need to work more intensely on something. May I not lose heart and may I reflect on small victories such as this.