I encounter a man on
stilts also juggling as he blocks
traffic. We round a corner and there is
a Sadhu bare except a loin cloth sitting in meditation. Is this really
western city I ask myself. Is this a
Emerging from one program we find a trail of troll like
dolls leading up a street. No wonder we have some remarkable lucid
amongst the group participating in the workshops. When
people take siestas during the day and
stay awake far into the night they blurr the distinction between dream
waking and are primed for dream yoga practice.
During a guided nap a woman has the following dream “ I am with a group. We are on the beach sitting in a large circle. I am very aware of the elements, the sky, the water, the sand. We have just finished talking about impermanence and the Dharma. Suddenly the sand forms globes which hover in the sky before each of the participants. I am now lucid and aware it is a dream. The globes explode before each of us in turn transporting us beyond time and space.” The dream points to the state and the possibility of awareness beyond the mind.We walk outside there are people dancing to Salsa music outside one of the restaurants, and a man with bulging muscles plays volleyball in a thong. We sit down for our mid -day meal and I am served black rice colored with the ink of a squid. I continue to ask myself is this a dream?