I had an interesting mindful dream last night. I was to die.
The preceding events took place quickly and I found myself being pursued in a situation I understood to be inescapable and would be met with my death. It was here that I experienced something new.
I became aware of myself and I observed.
The panic sets in, desperate for escape eyes darting, any way out.
Fear, heart rate increase, pleas, willful ignorance of the realization laid before me.
And when nothing works for me, finally I remember how to find stillness.
I step through my chain of fear-vomit thought, between the mental images and into the present moment.
If what is to be is to be, and in my dream I knew it was, then I am now collected and ready. I have arrived just in time to go.
As I turn to face my pursuers, I look them in the eye, mind still, and I wake up.
I am no stranger to dreams of dying, however I had read of practicing even in ones sleep. Silently I laughed out of suspicion at this concept. Having now experienced this glimpse of surprise awareness in my dream, I am no longer laughing.
I mean aside from laughing at having escaped the panicked mind of one about to die and being able to wake up feeling refreshed instead of anxiety ridden. For that, I laugh full-bellied.
Where have teachings and practices sprouted in your lives that were unexpected?