When someone is making a point of giving me the silent treatment I have almost always used it as an excuse to inflame my own anger and pride. Why has it never occurred to me to enjoy the silence?
When all I have been secretly desiring is an end to criticism and complaint, why do I insist on being unhappy when my wishes come true? Perhaps I’m afraid of what will happen when we do speak but bottling resentment in the meantime will only make such a conversation worse.
I can choose to be happy and contented, enjoying the respite and relative calm. May we both be happy and peaceful.
Cattāri Brahmavihārā 
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