I was in this school but not as a student; more as an observer. I was sitting with a group of young students of meditation and yoga. One of them was talking about how he feels breath moving out of his body. I commented that it’s interesting how over time, using a strap enables you to get into positions that eventually you’re able to get into without because you’ve built up the muscles to do them. You can be like a tree that moves into any position you want and just hold it there. The guy didn’t feel he was there yet.
Next, I was in a kind of gift shop. This woman with dark hair was showing me an aromatherapy bowl that was in the shape of a torus, white, and possibly made of porcelain. You unscrewed a light bulb and placed the bowl onto the socket and replaced the light bulb which, when heated up would activate the oil. She told me that I needed yang. I was quite surprised by this thinking that I already have too much yang but she was pretty insistent.
Next, I was in some sort of kitchen and dining room. There was a priest in the kitchen. He was dressed very elaborately in a long red and golden rode with intricate designs stitched into it. He had a matching headdress on and some sort of reptilian mask. He was talking about chanting and was demonstrating his technique which was mind blowing. He had a very low growling tone going on with a high pitch counter melody going on at the same time. It was exquisitely beautiful and articulated. Then he came over and sat with us and someone asked if he’d been drinking too which he bashfully admitted having drunk some alcoholic substance which all of us found very amusing.
