Jen taught a truly amazing class. I’m not exaggerating, it’s one of the absolute best classes I have ever taken…perhaps even THE best. (When I was driving home, I called my boyfriend and told him that we need to plan regular Charlotte trips so we can take her class.) It was a 90 minute hot yoga class (but not Bikram style) with the usual suspects – down dog, warrior poses, planks – plus a couple poses I had never done before.
pic c/o Jen
Jen made multiple adjustments to my poses during the class and her adjustments were different than any I’d ever had – they were gentle, but firm and done in a way that my body felt able to continue holding the pose that she’d helped me get into. (Hard to explain but if you practice yoga, I bet you know what I mean about not being able to hold some adjustments!). The the flow of the poses, the music, the heat, and Jen’s teaching energy made it not only a great workout, but a great emotional outlet as well.
I’ve heard before that we hold negative emotion and stress in our hips. Near the end of class, we went into pigeon pose (a pose I’ve been doing in yoga practice regularly for years without this type of experience happening. My hips felt much more open than usual because of the heat, and a song came on with lyrics that really spoke to me. I started tearing up. Jen came over and made an adjustment to press my hips further towards the floor, and emotions and heartache that I’d thought I’d long dealt with came rushing out and the tears flowed harder. I don’t think Jen even realized what was happening with me because I was so sweaty, the tears were well hid. It’s practices like this one that keep me coming back to yoga. It takes a special teacher and class environment for that to happen for me, and I’m so grateful I had that experience.
Plus, the class ended with everyone getting a cold, eucalyptus-infused (I think?) towel. Loooved that.