My attempts at meditation are without discipline. I’ve got the sitting quietly part down pretty good and I’m very good at breathing. Then comes the clearing your head part. I start off good, letting thoughts enter my head and float away like clouds, passing through my consciousness barely acknowledged. Then a thought will catch my attention. An epiphany? Some great truth revealed? No, some trivial idea burlesqued into a story idea. The next twenty minutes spent pursuing the idea to usually unsatisfactory results. Then I realize what I’ve done, return to my breathing, but the moment for reflection has passed.