Cattāri Brahmavihārā

There are a few things going on at work that have been obsessing my mind. Every few minutes I find myself returning to think them over despite the fact that there is nothing I can do to resolve the problem beyond what we are doing already. And, yet, even with this knowledge I allow the mind to keep slipping back.

It has reached such a pitch that even in my sleep I kept returning to it. So much so that I believe I only dreamed in the last fifteen minutes before waking. It is good to see this though. It is good to realize that, in the light of death, this episode will mean little beyond the way in which I handled it.

May I learn the ways of the mind and felt on the truths of death and impermanence to help me slip the chains of becoming.