artwork credit: roemer.vox.com
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.