Breathing Underwater
Respirar bajo el agua
A student shares a dream about diving into deep water and the fear of drowning, connecting it to the group's earlier discussion about going deep in practice. A brief exchange of appreciation follows between two students.
Breathing Underwater
A student shares a dream about diving into deep water and the fear of drowning, connecting it to the group's earlier discussion about going deep in practice. A brief exchange of appreciation follows between two students.
I wanted to share a dream I had right before I woke up, without telling the whole dream, but relating it to what was said in the group. You were talking about diving deep, and in the dream it was like a nightmare, though a strange one. We were near this beautiful Mediterranean or tropical area where the water was turquoise and gorgeous. We were swimming in it during the day and it was safe. Then it started to become nighttime, and I thought, "Oh no, I'm afraid to go in the water." But before it turned dark, I jumped in and dove all the way to the bottom. I was trying to swim back to the top, afraid I was about to drown. Then I realized I could breathe underwater. I thought I was going to drown, but I could breathe, and I made it to the top.
In the last part of the dream, I saw a girl by a watering hole. She dives down by a waterfall and gets pulled into a current that drags her under. I pull a rope and bring her out. She comes out still alive, but she almost died. That's when I woke up. There was also a little girl in the dream who had pointed me toward her, to save her.
When I heard you talking about diving deep in the group, I related the dream to this fear: if I go deep, if I dive, there's a fear of death and a fear of bad things happening. I just wanted to share that as a synchronicity.
I also wanted to say to another student here that I find the way she shares in the group to be so cool. The way she thinks, experiences things, and then relates them is so clear. She has this joyfulness about her, and this pure curiosity. It's very touching hearing her.
Thank you.
A response to being seen
Question (second student): I always consider myself a simple-minded lady. I think I have a very simple mind, to the point where sometimes I think I'm stupid. I don't mean attachment to myself, and I don't mean attachment to that comment, but I feel slightly tickled, which I think is how I am conditioned. Growing up, I received less attention from my parents, and the root of all this could be in how I grew up. It's all being seen now. I don't feel pity about it, but it's an opening to how I've been brought up and arrived at this level. I don't so much feel like I can believe what my mind tells me. I don't really know what I'm talking about. That's what I would say.
Thank you.