I have absolutely no difficulty in falling asleep in public places. I may spend half my nights tossing and turning, reading on the kindle app on my phone, falling asleep again, waking up again, staring at the ceiling, tweeting about staring at the ceiling, but when the yoga teacher puts on that sitar music and turns the lights down low I'm asleep within about five seconds. "Feel your whole body connect with the ground, feel your legs ....." he intones, and I'm in the land of nod before he even gets to our knees. It's a lovely, lovely sleep but it is over all too quickly and then the boring meditation bit begins with uncomfortable mudras and mantras that I just cannot get my head round.
The only problem with the relaxation phase is that I know that I snore. You're shocked, I know —how could a dainty thing like myself possibly snore? However, I am told on very good authority at home that I actually snore quite loudly, perhaps even very loudly. When the relaxation is over, I have a quick shifty to see if anyone on the mats around me is staring, but of course they're all too polite to do that. I suppose I could ask outright if I had been snoring, but what if they said yes and that the racket was actually quite unpleasant and distracting for them? I'd be far too embarrassed to ever go back. No, ignorance is bliss. Sat nam.
|The beach at Cap-Ferret taken a couple of weekends ago.|