(Sunday, February 28, 2016 ) moon: waning gibbous Scorpio / tarot: ten of cups
I am seated in the yoga studio with my fellow yoga students, an equal mix of women and men. No one’s face is visible to me. My view is from shoulder level to the wooden floor.
We are breathing from deep within our bellies. We are such masters of the breath that our bellies inflate like basketballs. We look pregnant.
A male student seated next to me begins to make love to me. We have known each other for a long time but I am surprised to discover his passion. He is caressing and kissing my thighs, moving upward toward my clitoris. I have been celibate for many years and this level of intimacy is causing me to feel anxious. Unworthy.
Day notes:
Brenda was our yoga sub this morning. She teaches Hatha Yoga. I received an email today from The Shift Network reminding me of the new movie about Yogananda called “Awake.” I just finished watching it on Netflix. He taught Kriya and Hatha Yoga.
I watched that movie not long ago and enjoyed it also. I would practice enjoying that level of intimacy! Sounds great! My thought is that I am connecting/discovering my own passion. The passion that is part of my masculine energy. Lovely dream!