Listening to the printer perform its task, the carriage moving back and forth sounds like, “Feel good; feel good; feel good.” And, I do.
It’s a miraculous thing that the clever mind can take the sound of a printer or the call of a bird that sounds like "jeepers creepers" and translate it into words. We would do well to remind ourselves of this in all dealings with the mind. What we think we hear is only an interpretation or a translation of what we want to hear. I want to feel good, be happy, wake up. That’s what is heard. When listening with a soft, compassionate heart, the inner ear fine tunes to the higher frequency, a wake up call...
Wait, now the printer’s chanting “inner peace, inner peace, inner peace”
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