The reality of the situation is that a car cut you off, and that’s all you know. Everything else is uncertain; we don’t know who the driver is, why he or she behaved that way, or what is going on in that car. In our day-to-day lives, we’re continually making meaning and creating stories about everything that happens. A thought arises, we create a story about it, the story evokes an emotion, we create another story about that, and on and on until, before we know it, we’re hardly paying attention to our lived reality at all, trapped in a habitual reactivity to our own thoughts.
