So I must confess that yesterday I did not wake up for the 8am yoga class -and would have simply gone to a later class were I not super-booked up with work and events. When I did wake up at 7 I was so sore and stiff I wondered if I’d be able to get out of bed… So I didn’t try.
In other words, day 3 was a bust. But I did want to share a dream I had before I did finally drag my butt out of bed. It was the most random dream of non-events you could ever imagine. In it, I was wandering around the beach neighbourhood of Toronto and decided to drop in on an old friend. When I got to his place he was in the middle of wrapping up final scenes for his film. He was arguing with the ingenue about how to interpret the scene, when they saw me through the screen door trying to leave without being seen. Well, the fuss he made about me staying for a visit! Within 15 minutes they were wrapped, and my friend and I were sitting on either ends of a couch, curled up with coffees. And the remainder of the dream is us just talking, him rapt with attention as though I were preaching a gospel he was desperate to hear.
The reason I am sharing this is related to the reading about relationships I mentioned in the last post. This was someone I had strong feelings for, and a big reason was how he made me feel about myself. He was the first person who made me feel as awesome as I thought he was, precisely because he thought I was as awesome as I thought he was.
I’m sure I’m not the only person who undervalues themselves. But this dream really provoked me to think about how to stop doing that; and I think I had this dream because of the meditation in yoga class!
