I was in a booth inside something akin to a medical amphitheater. Through the windows I could see ugly demon-like creatures thrashing about. Someone explained—or I already knew, that these creatures had been human beings who were transformed into demons by childhood trauma.

One of these demons had been my yoga teacher. I observed her attentively, and I saw that wings sprouted out of her back, and she begun flying in the confined space of the amphitheater. But she was not a flying demon, she had transformed into a dragon, and as she let out a scream the demons below here dropped to the ground, unconscious, and slowly each one of them reverted back to their human form, and then regained consciousness, confused about why and how they got there.