Am I Awake?

Recently I've been having these really strange, incredibly vivid, Inception-like dreams. So vivid in fact that sometimes the line between what is real and what is imaginary almost becomes blurry. The thing about said dreams is that I have NO idea what the HELL they could possibly mean. They always involve oddly specific people in strange situations.
This begs the question: how much weight should you place in your dreams? Clearly you should live your life in the present and all that fun stuff, but if dreams could help you figure out where your subconscious is at, then wouldn't that help you live out the present more fully? Just a thought.

So break down the analysis, Alex: What does that person mean to you? Where does the emotion you feel towards them fit in your life? Why did you choose that location? What does the location mean to you? Who are you surrounded by? Where do those individuals fit?
Ugh it's too much.
If anyone knows a good dream analyst, please let me know. I think I need professional insight with these ones...

The other day I woke up in a beautiful place with beautiful people. We talked of things that are important to us and people who may or may not matter in our lives. We discussed our dreams, our hearts, our minds, ourselves... Trust.
Questions were asked; some answered, some still linger...
This always said:
Have faith, Everything happens for a reason...

Namaste, party people. -A

An aptly fitting first post re: Yoga

Hello all,

Many were anticipating (and by many I mean around 4) a blog about my life in another country/ drama school after uprooting my life and moving to England... WELL. Frankly... I'm not going to do that. I literally am in class all day and when I come home the last thing I want to do (after homework of course) is write about it.

On the subject of life and school though, I will briefly say this:
It's pretty wonderful. I'm finally starting to feel settled and the routine that is drama school is feeling more and more solid and comfortable. It goes without saying that I'm learning LOADS and meeting wonderful, talented, pretty people who I am becoming quite, quite fond of.The flat situation is a bit of a mess. Basically there is horrible mold in Zac's room and we are looking to move out as soon as legally possible... don't know where to, but hopefully somewhere that feels a bit "home-ier".
Fin.

Moving on... So pretty much, in regards to this blog, I'm going to put in here what is on my mind at the moment...
Whatever that means...

Yoga: Corporate or Studio... does it matter?

Soooo... after moving my life across the Atlantic, I was a bit busy sorting everything out. So busy in fact that I didn't have the time or energy to do the one thing that truly keeps me centered: Yoga.

After life settled a bit, I began my quest for a brilliant yoga studio that was holistic, but not religious and within a 30 min journey from me.Well, I didn't find one that had classes at times that worked for me. And after 2.5 months of intense withdrawal, i did something that I have been so against for a longggg time: I did Yoga... at a gym. GRANTED it was a really, really nice gym, but still pretty sterile and impersonal. The class was surprisingly good, though not what I was initially looking for. This gym has yoga every day and has a branch close to school and has a steam room and pool so... I joined.

This begs the question though: Does it really matter what environment you're doing it in, or is it just the fact that you're doing it that is important? I found myself in class wishing the teacher would use the true yoga terms for the poses as opposed to the English translation and hoping that she would chant at the end of the lesson or maybe even light some incense. These are bits of the yoga experience that I really cherish, the bits that I won't get in a corporate Gym. Am I cheating myself? Or at the end of the day, is the fact that I feel good having done a class enough?
Food for thought...

Peace & Love -A