I that am.

As the old blues song goes,
'I woke up one mornin, dadadadada,
With the sun in my eyes, dadadadada,
I looked out of my window, dadadadada,
And to my surprise.....'

Well I woke up one morning - And, to my surprise I saw everything. The trouble was, none of it meant anything to me. I mean, I knew it was my room, but it just didn't mean anything to me.

The cause of this strange event?

Well this is where it gets interesting.

Now I'm no slouch when it comes to a bit of hardcore yoga, but when I say hardcore, well this stuff was something else.

I met this guy, called himself a Swami eventually, said he was from the Himalya's. They always do don;t they?

He saw me doing some yoga postures in the park.
"Ha so you do Yoga do you?" he said.
I tried to ignore him at first, you get a lot of nutters around where I live.
"I see you are quite good at these postures you are doing," he said.
I smiled at him, trying to look cool and uninterested. I coughed and turned away hoping he would leave me alone.
"How long have you been doing this Yoga then?" he asked.
I ignored him and got myself into a shoulder stand.
"He's bound to go away now," I thought.
"Blimey mate," he said. "You really are quite good at the one aren't you?"
I continued to ignore him and eventually he did go away.

But the next day he was there again.

"Hello mate," he shouted.
I waved and smiled.
He came over.

"Hi!" I said, holding out my hand.
"Oh. Hi!" He said, taking it.
"Do you do Yoga?" I asked.
"Oh yes indeed I do," he said.

To my amazement he then performed the most profound set of Yoga postures I have ever seen. I mean, he could do everything I had ever seen in all of the books I have ever read.

Amazing stuff.

"Wow!" I said.

Then he said. "I can show you a very special technique."
"Oh?" said I.
"Yes. This is called Pranayama. It is a very powerful breathing exercise that will give you amazing powers."
"Really?" I replied. I never let on that I had been doing these breathing practices for ten years or more.

"I will show you if you like," he said.

And he did.

He showed me these breathing tricks that I had not seen before.

"Okay, now you do them," he said.

And I did.

I was showing off- a bit.

I pumped, blew and huffed - and I held my breath and waited, and waited . . . . . "

After, he said. "Do you know who you are?"

"What?"
"Do you know who you are?" he repeated.
"Of course I do."

And then he said those immortal words.

"Prove it!"

Well I don't know if you've ever been asked that question, especially after doing strange breathing exercises for an hour and a half.

It's not an easy one to answer at the best of times is it?

Well I didn't have a clue how to do it.

I know what you're thinking - "Show him a driver's license or some such thing, something with a name, address and photo on it.

I did!

And you now what he said?

"This means nothing,this is just squiggles on a piece of plastic,and it proves absolutely nothing, and the photo too, it could be anyone."

I know this may probably mean nothing to you, because unlike me you have never experienced super consciousness, as I have.

But - If you ever take up Yoga and a man approaches you all friendly like, run away as fast as you can.

On the other hand if you are up for a challenge then I can offer you mind bending techniques that will help you solve all of your troubles instantly

Not knowing where or who you are is a very good start!

Anyway if you want to get in touch you'll just come to; Sussex I think and my name is . . . . ?

'Well I woke up one mornin,
Dadadadada.'