This morning I have been thinking about “Metta” or loving kindness.
And how it is important to me, or how important it is to me.
Ethics and ethical conduct is not the same to me as prescriptive morality. My own skewed view is that ethics is what we apply to ourselves and morality is what we try and apply to others.
I am guilty of a little bit of my own prescriptive morality, but not as much as I used to be.
This morning I offered the merit of my practice to another, and with the aid of a home made mala I recited, “May you be well and happy” 108 times. I do not think this is exactly any type of orthodox practice, but it was expedient and helpful for me at the time.
On the way to work, I must have been driving a little too slow for the person behind me and I found I was being tailgated. I slowed down even more.
Shaving the head, again and again, these bonds of attachment are hard to cut.