Actually, that should of course read, Sharath and I
Now is this my third Mysore dream or the fourth ( in pretty much exactly 8 years of Ashtanga practice)?
So last night I dreamt I was in Mysore, in the big room. My friend Susan was there, which is perhaps why I was sitting near the frount (my preference is for the back of a room, all discreet like).
Anyway, Sharath comes in and as he walks past he turns to me and says, "Anthony, can you help me with something ( I know, Sharath knew my name, worrying ). We go over near the raised stage/platform but not on it and he asks me to give him a leg-up to change a light bulb. However, he can't quite reach and asks me to let him down, instead I grab him just above the ankles and lift him right the way up, like a circus acrobat and he finally changes the bulb.
He turns on the light but nothing. He gets another light bulb and we do the same thing, I notice that the room is filling up and feel a little self conscious but light bulb gets changed and this time it works. Sharath thanks me and as I walk back to where I was sitting I notice that now there is a big table with all kinds of yoga books on it, once catches my eye, I pick it up..... and wake up.
When I woke up I think I could still remember the covers of the books and the title of the one I picked up but now it's gone, annoying.
Rather than being all deep and profound It might have something to do with M. and I going to the huge Japanese Ikea yesterday ( My first Ikea, docks area, amazing bridges, the day a curiously pleasant experience) and buying a light that I tried to change just before going to bed... didn't work, or perhaps it would have done but there's no light switch for the hall way. In Japan there is often a chord hanging down that you pull.
I've also been reading conference notes this week and have written a long post ( still in Draft) on ten dramatic changes Patabbhi Jois made to Krishnamacharya's teaching ( not the minor changes in asana sequence order that may have happened, but the more serious game changing stuff that perhaps we can reclaim introduce one or more into our practice, options).
It didn't feel like previous Mysore dreams which usually happen around the time I'm tempted to visit, although I have been talking recently about going to spend a couple of weeks with Saraswati some time.
Now is this my third Mysore dream or the fourth ( in pretty much exactly 8 years of Ashtanga practice)?
Mysore Shala Sharath´s conference, photographed by Kia Naddermier from this post Mysore: a first-time experience from Le journal |
So last night I dreamt I was in Mysore, in the big room. My friend Susan was there, which is perhaps why I was sitting near the frount (my preference is for the back of a room, all discreet like).
Anyway, Sharath comes in and as he walks past he turns to me and says, "Anthony, can you help me with something ( I know, Sharath knew my name, worrying ). We go over near the raised stage/platform but not on it and he asks me to give him a leg-up to change a light bulb. However, he can't quite reach and asks me to let him down, instead I grab him just above the ankles and lift him right the way up, like a circus acrobat and he finally changes the bulb.
He turns on the light but nothing. He gets another light bulb and we do the same thing, I notice that the room is filling up and feel a little self conscious but light bulb gets changed and this time it works. Sharath thanks me and as I walk back to where I was sitting I notice that now there is a big table with all kinds of yoga books on it, once catches my eye, I pick it up..... and wake up.
When I woke up I think I could still remember the covers of the books and the title of the one I picked up but now it's gone, annoying.
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From inside Ikea, Osaka, looking out at the three stunning bridges ( the third and my favourite is the blue bridge just to the left of the Ikea flags). |
It didn't feel like previous Mysore dreams which usually happen around the time I'm tempted to visit, although I have been talking recently about going to spend a couple of weeks with Saraswati some time.
I just fished out link to my first Mysore dream.