Today is the new moon, and the last solar eclipse of 2020. Usually I sleep quite well on new moon eves, but last night I didn't. I was awake for awhile at 4am (I contemplated staying up, but I'm glad I didn't!) and when I fell asleep again I had a vivid reverie. It's common for me to dream that I'm teaching yoga and odd things happen, but it's usually the circumstances that are peculiar, or the students behave in a bizarre manner. Last night it was me that did something weird. I cued the following:
Reach into your heartsease and extract a piece of shrapnel. Jettison the shard.
I'm going to try it out on my park yogis tomorrow....