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At the risk of seeming immature by using the word, cool....That is a very cool explanation.
I always thought my use of the word cool dated me as "older".... For me it is important to not have any preconceived notions of how the meditation session should feel. Sometime you could have the swaying feelings other times the sensations can be totally different. (I would suggest keeping the part of you mind that caused you to stop and set your hands on your legs focused on the "taproot". Let other parts of your mind explore the doors that open as you go deeper.)
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Thank you. That is very good advice. I put my hands on my legs because I thought that I actually was moving. The feeling was that real! Next time, I will concentrate on the tap root like you suggested.
Here is my dream but I have to give you real life background material. My mother had, what I think, was undiagnosed borderline personality disorder. Sometimes she could be wonderful, at other times she was abusive, mean and manipulative. For years my grandmother lived with my mom and took her abuse. My grandmother loved my mom and was, in many ways, her daughter's caretaker and enabler. Both women are dead. My grandmother was the better role model and parent of the two, but I can't say that she was completly sane either.
Lately, I have had strange dreams about them both.
First dream:I am looking under my bed and complaining to my daughter that my mother has left me broken shoes, shoes with no matching others and clothing that I can't wear. Then I am in my closet complaining to my daughter that I can't put my own stuff in the closet because of all the stuff that my mother has given me.
My husband calls from another room to tell me that my grandmother and mother are coming over. Instead of dread, I am overjoyed. I know that they went somewhere and got healed of their problems. My mother no longer has mental issues. All that is left over is what was wonderful, kind and funny in their personalities.
Second dream: I run into my house and tell my mom and grandmother that I ran someone over with a car. The person is dead but it was an accident. My mother says sweetly, "Don't worry hon. Nan and I will take care of your problem for you. " Then I see my grandmother(Nanny) putting on rubber gloves and covering her hair. SHe is very matter of fact about the whole process. Instead of being alarmed that they are going to hide a body for me(and I guess dissect it

) I am grateful that they are helping me take care of a problem.
Okay, that second dream was so bizarre that I am almost embarrased to write it out.