Norah breathed in and out slowly for what felt like years before opening her eyes and squinting at the crystal ball. It didn't look like anything but a ball. Ooh it did kind of look like ice! DARN, now she was thinking about ice cream.
Refocus, Norah. She took a long breath in and let it out slowly. In, out. In, out.

Suddenly she felt a tickle in her nostril and despite her clamping her hands over her mouth, she let out a ginormous, floor shaking sneeze. Looking quickly at the students around her, she hoped she hadn't disrupted their relaxation. She looked at the ball again. Nothing. Not thinking was hard, and she didn't even LIKE thinking in the first place.