Noticing a pleasant feeling in touching the stone and the desire to stay with it. How to work with the hindrance of desire? I can watch it from the steadfast place of concentration. I can not feed it, not give it a trainload of craving; stories about pleasantness, contrast to an unpleasant feeling, building a castle out of it, defining myself as 'having' it and so on. To not do these things, I must keep an eye on it, at least until it has run out of food.
I stay with it, watch the feeling until it changes and then experience the 'annica', or inconstancy of it. This impermanence is a direct threat to the notions of myself, to my stories, and as such, is a meal without relish.
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