Indications that I was losing it

Last year, I signed up for a stress study on med students where we were forced to relax during lunch every few weeks. At one of the sessions, shortly after the stress of anatomy was gone, we tried out some lunchtime yoga. The instructor brought in for the session was very soothing and well qualified. We went through a sun salutation set, and then settled down for the ending relaxation. I used to take yoga classes at my undergrad, and I always enjoyed the relaxation at the end. She turned on some relaxation music as we all lied down and closed our eyes. She guided us towards slower breathing, focused us on the sound of our own breath and the quiet within our minds. We were all on the verge of napping all afternoon in the student lounge, when I suddenly heard some singing within the music. "You are beautiful... you are beautiful," the music gently sang. I couldn't help but laugh quietly to myself. I didn't know it was a motivational relaxation session, and I don't take corny motivational speak well. The instructor tapped at a tiny cymbal, and we all awoke from our relaxed slumber. When I left the session with Abby, and was well out of hearing range of the instructor, I asked her, "What was up with those hokey lyrics in that music?" Abby gave me a confused look, and replied, "um... I didn't hear any lyrics, I must have fallen asleep during the session." I thought nothing of it, and we moved on with our lives.

The yoga instructor said we could try out one of her night sessions for free to see if we wanted to continue with yoga. Abby and I went back to the student lounge a few weeks later to try it out. The yoga session went well, and was a bit longer than the one at lunch. When the relaxation began, I heard the same music start up. I practically rolled my eyes waiting for the lyrics to start. As the relaxation continued, the lyrics were absent. I was distracted by the lack of lyrics and unable to clear my mind. When we left, I asked Abby if she thought we listened to the same music at both sessions. She said she thought so, and I reminded her of the lyrics I had previously heard. We both came to the same conclusion right away - I was losing my mind and hearing voices in my head. Now we realize that there may be a few more possibilities, including:

1) my subconscious thought I needed something to laugh about after the stress of anatomy and made up corny lyrics
2) my subconscious is really conceited and just wanted to make sure I knew I was beautiful
3) I am unable to take anything seriously, including my own health and relaxation, and must always find something to laugh about
4) I have incredibly vivid and hilarious dreams
5) Abby is deaf to compliments and couldn't hear You are beautiful at the first session
6) There are two CDs, one with hokey lyrics, and one without - this one seems unlikely

We still sing You are beautiful to each other randomly in class. One time, Abby sang it to me, and I said, "hey, that's funny, what's that from again?" She said, "uh... it's the song you made up in your head when you were going crazy." Oh yeah. Soon we'll fill in some chords and some more lyrics, record the song, and market it to the yoga/motivational circuits.

--By Farrah, who has a special project planned for next post, but needs to find a scanner first