Learning to Tame the Inner Fretter
In the morning, before oatmeal and a crossword, I’ve been sitting at my desk, eyes closed, listening for the gong of a meditation bell billowing from an audio clip on my computer. The sound is lush and vibrant. As it slowly fades, a voice reminds me to follow the tone, notice how it lingers, and then recall the sound in my mind. Dutifully, I “think” the bong of an imaginary bell in my head. As I listen, I glance out the window briefly. The ping of raindrops on the glass has d