"One time in yoga class, I .."
It was my first time at a new studio. I was on the one month 'come as many times as you want' membership.
This was a slow heated flow class and I was 100% feeling all of the release in each pose. It was a deep stretch, almost Yin... but not "Yin", so my body was letting go of some stuff that was bottled up and stuck.
I was breathing.
Deep, deep breathing.
I mean looooooong exhales to let it all come out.
Then she queued us to lay on our back. I don't even remember the pose she said, maybe supine figure 4 or it could have been a spinal twist. All I know is, my chest started revving up like an old engine and my tears started to belch up but tried to stop at my watering eyes, then they abruptly came pouring out of my face!
I quickly covered my mouth in hopes of silencing the rest. I stopped any audible noises from coming out and let the rest of my tears just flow right out of me.
The teacher noticed me and she let me mourn.
She didn't mention it afterwards or try to console me and I am SO glad she didn't!
She smiled at me, seeing my rosy cheeks and soggy red eyes, and just thanked me for coming.
That is yoga, a full body release.