weirdness
I had my yoga teacher training this weekend. It was really informative, as usual, but nothing really out of the ordinary happened. We were going sort of slow today because the topic was a lot of history and sort of dense. At the last minute, Prem (my teacher) decided that we were going to do a kriya, albeit a short one so the one we did was one to transform sexual energy into creative energy. The whole series can't have been more than 20 minutes as it was a lot of leg work and one short meditation. And then we had a relaxation. A short one. 3 minutes. But during that time, my grandmother came. And she told me that she would be there with me when I give birth. And I cried. And one of the other women came and hugged me and cried with me when I told her what happened.
I have never had experiences like this in my life. But I am happy that it happened although even now I can feel myself making excuses for what happened. Oh, it is just crazy pregnancy hormones, or that I was simply thinking about here and visualized here speaking to me. But I know that it wasn't that from this sensation that I had in my heart when it was happening. I FELT her.
I have never had experiences like this in my life. But I am happy that it happened although even now I can feel myself making excuses for what happened. Oh, it is just crazy pregnancy hormones, or that I was simply thinking about here and visualized here speaking to me. But I know that it wasn't that from this sensation that I had in my heart when it was happening. I FELT her.