Weeeeell – we are open minded and want to try everything. In accordance to one of our martial arts heros, Shiomitsu Sensei of the Wado Ryu Academy of England, you should taste everything at least once. If it tastes good- have some more. If it tastes bad – spit it out and move on.
We signed up for the Qigong class this morning, having thoughts that it might be Dave from the Tai Chi Chuan class that might teach. It was not. It was a French guy who did not introduce himself and who started the class without any information or gathering of info (Are there any newbies here?)
The result was disastrous. We did 45 minutes of energy exercises. I think. I did not feel any energy, and it was not explained where, what, or how we were supposed to feel it. There were several of us in class with little or no experience if Qigong, and some who looked more liked seasoned practitioners. After the 45 min we started on exercises that were to be god for our inner organs and representing the five elements. Repetitive to boredom, we swing around in circles. No info about what organ to “benefit” or what element. Katja and I hade shared several looks of resignation by this time. When the smell of freshly brewed coffee came from the restaurant below, we looked in each other’s eyes and got out the back door.
We spoke to one other participant afterwards he was happy with the benefit if the class, but thought the instructor “looked like he rather would be in Paris”.
So no more Qigong for us at the Yoga barn.
That said, a single sparrow make no summer, and a single lesson with a un-pedagogic teacher can be unfair ground for judgement. Still, this was what we got. We spat it out, and moved on.