| Innocent Vice ( @ 2009-11-09 22:47:00 |
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| Entry tags: | dreams, tibet |
Dreams of Tibet
I had the most amazing dream last night.
I was young, 14 or 15 in the dream. It was Tibet. I was inside this cozy temple. A friendly looking Lama smiles at me and asks "Are you sure you are ready? This is a long commitment."
I return the smile sweetly. It feels as if I am in love. "I am ready. I have been ready my whole life." I laugh and the Lama laughs. I take his hand. It's soft and warm. I can smell the incense in the air around me. The room is lit with candles. There is a little bit of a nip in the air but the thick carpets and wall coverings in the room make it very cozy. I am lead into a littler room where the floor drops down and is fenced off by this old dark wood banister. I am told to sit there. I realize I am in brown and red and black robes. They take my hair out of the short pony tale and begin to cut it away. I feel as if I am getting lighter.
I remember thinking to myself, "So I will get to see what I look like with a shaved head."
Then I go back to focusing on what's going on. They cut my hair short and there are a few flashes of me standing there bald but something interrupted the ceremony for a moment.
Then my alarm went off.
The whole feeling of the dreams was like when you fall in love with someone. Except I was in love with becoming a Buddhist Nun. I was in love with the Sutra's and the Buddha and everything in that life.
It was a whole other life and it was so peaceful and happy and light.
This little glance of life kept me rolling through the day. For part of the day I really felt that girl was looking out through my eyes at the clouds.