Yeah, I know we keep coming back to dreams and scenery but I think this one is worth sharing. I had an unusual dream last night, unusual 'cos it was a dream with no content, just emptiness; vast, sweeping, swirling emptiness carrying 'me' away, I guess. I don't quite remember. I start being conscious/aware again when coming back.. then the emptiness carried one word which I was repeating over and over again like a mantra: Patanjali I could not stop repeating his name in my head even after waking up. It went on and on until I fall asleep again.
The funny thing is I have absolutely no "connection" with Patanjali -I didn't know the chap (no disrespect intended) from Adam, just what I read from Yogani - that he came up with the eight limbs of Yoga and the sutras. The next day I, of course, looked him up. There were some pictures of statues of him and my first gut reaction was: That's not Patanjali!