Auspicously, I had registered for Yoga Nidra at Sun Moon Yoga.
As I set up my mats, bolsters and blankets, I prepared myself to continue weeping, hopefully not sobbing openly, during the Yoga Nidra. After all, I cried during savasana the first time I went to yoga (see earlier post.) I settled in with a stack of tissues nearby.
The teacher explained that Nidra means "sleep" except that you aren't supposed to go to sleep. Instead, the practitioners lie still, totally still no matter what, listening and focusing on the words and voice of the person leading. Uh oh, what if I need my tissues? What if I have to get up because I'm sobbing and blubbering?
I dedicated the session and myself to paying attention to her voice and words.
We were led through the chakras - I am pretty sure there are more than 2, but I only remember the one on the top of the head and the forehead, so I must have fallen asleep.
I came to thinking - Did I snore? I didn't think about snoring or snorting which often happens when I sleep on back - Brrr - I'm a little cold - where are my hot flashes when I need them - oh someone else is snoring - I'm supposed to pay attention? What is she saying? Dammit - pay attention - is dammit bad karma - pay attention!
Hear the teacher's voice - focus! Visualize the images - a pink rose, snow covered mountains, people swimming, a pink rose, a beautiful sunset.... I was back on track. At the end of the 45 or so minutes we were finished.
Gradually transitioning to standing, I realized I was transported to a new state - rested, energized and relieved of the crazy narrative with which I spent the morning tormenting myself. And it has lasted.
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