Celebrating his 100th visit, Jan shared with us his Yoga Home story and gave us permission to share it with all of you!
It was mid-August. I was recovering from a concussion, facing my sixty-seventh birthday, and often feeling anxious. Now it’s the first of February. I’m no longer dizzy from the concussion, I have more energy than I did mid-summer, and I’m thirty-seven again. Okay, I’m 67, but I really do have more energy than I did six months ago, I breathe more easily and more often, and I know how to find calm when I remember to seek it. I can sum up the reason in two words: Meghan Dwyer. (You weren’t expecting that.) When I walked into Yoga Home I found a natural teacher and a soothing influence in Meghan, and with her gentle, restorative approach to yoga she draws me to most of her classes. But those classes would not exist without Yoga Home, which has become my second home.
After five minutes’ drive, I exit my car, sling my mat carrier (as a former archer I think of it as my quiver) over my shoulder, and walk inside – to be greeted by several of the many people I have come to know. I arrive early when I can, to sit in the lounge area, eat the apple I bring, and chat with whomever. If there is a class I want to take with another instructor, I don’t hesitate. I check the online schedule nearly every day so register for a class. There’s no place like home.
– Jan Armon