The most marvelous thing happened in Kundalini on Monday. Our practice was as thrilling and pranafied as usual: lots of 1st and 2nd chakra work, breath of fire, and inversions (woo! love being upside-down!). I began to feel something strange-but-good within my body, so deep it was practically cellular. As I lay down for savasana, my head touched the floor, I did my usual savasana wiggle-dance to settle in, and then I disappeared.
For the next 10-15 minutes (?), I was not in that room. I was somehow untethered, floating about, blissful and safe. I wasn’t aware that I’d taken this little impromptu journey until I heard Kia’s voice come in from very far away. As she beckoned me back into my body, I wondered where I’d been.
My analytical self is still putting this puzzle together. It’s possible this was yoga nidra or some other altered state of consciousness. I almost didn’t write about it, as I was worried I might scare it off for next time. I’m excited for tomorrow’s class. Perhaps another odyssey?
My lovelies, have any of you had this experience? Is it yoga nidra … prana intoxication … my serpent breaking free and roaming about? Please tell me about your mind-space voyages!
Note: Although the artwork above is representative of my experience, I do not look so much like Where’s Waldo as he does. But I think Waldo rocks. That said, on Monday I happened to be Where’s Y is for Yogini.
artwork credit: Roemer