March 5, 2010

Yoga Dream

This morning I awoke at 4:30 from a chaotic yoga dream. 

I was in the hot room but the room was like a jungle.  Hot and humid, plants everywhere, leopard print couches, and my fellow yogis lounging, drinking beer and sleeping.  I left the room to fill my water bottle and the reception area was the same as it always is, peaceful, calm, bright and people chatting.  When I walked back into the room chaos had erupted.  Loud music was blaring from speakers, people were dancing, drinking and spilling beer everywhere.  My instructor walked in and I thought, ok things will calm down now and we can start our practice.  But he just proceeded to jump up on the teacher's podium and play air guitar.

I sat bolt right up in bed.  What the fuck?


Yolk E said...

Hahahahahahahah. Anxious about an upcoming class?

Sometimes dreams are so random, and sometimes they're so easy to figure out you want your psyche to fuck with you a little more. I had one recently, right after I gave my dad a link to my blog. I had been hesitant to send my blog to him--we have a weird, distant relationship. That night, I dreamed I was naked in front of him, scrambling to put on clothing. Don't take a Freud to figure that one out! :-)

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bikramyogachick said...

That was awesome!