Stanley Jessamyn est une jeune femme de 28 ans passionnée par le yoga.
Yesterday, @kbriwashdc & @indtravel took us to Candi Prambanan, an ancient Hindu temple. Every structure is soaked in the stories that’ve been crucial in my yogic education. And while I was thrilled to get up close and personal with the topics, themes, & imagery that’ve been so transformational in my life, I was surprised to find myself steeped in shame. Never has the great theft and disrespect of Eastern culture by Western bodies been more clear to me than it was yesterday. I have heard countless stories of my fellow Western yoga practitioners who’ve visited these hallowed spaces- not just in #wonderfulindonesia but all over Asia. Many say that the experience of visiting Hindu and Buddhist spaces has created a deeper connection to their yoga practices. But all I could think was- this is not my culture. This is not my identity. These spaces do not belong to me simply because someone was kind enough to let me visit. And more than anything, that’s what I want to take away from this experience. That appreciation doesn’t have to mean appropriation. Does that mean I can’t revere this heritage? No. Does this mean I can’t live my own yoga practice? I don’t think so. But it does mean that my actions and words mean things, and I’m not allowed to live in ignorance. Before the shutter clicked, I was emotionally opposed to practicing this pose at Candi Prambanan. I found myself caught in a landslide of imperial guilt. But then I thought- this is my yoga and this is the truth of my practice. This is why the universe brought me here at this particular time in my life. This is not a coincidence. And I smiled. Because as long as I’m still showing up for the hard work, the work that produces shame and fear- that’s probably what really matters. I am a hollow reed in a swiftly moving river- the water of life moves through and around me. My challenge is to remain a clear channel- there’s no sense in fearfully preventing my own evolution. Photo by @kbriwashdc- follow the full adventure on our Instagram stories and my Snapchat- we’re #bali bound tomorrow and I’m eagerly awaiting the next horizon.
Suite à des remarques déplacées, elle a décidé de montrer au monde que ce n’est pas parce qu’on a quelques kilos en trop qu’on ne peut pas être souple et pratiquer ce sport.
Please go vote tomorrow y’all. Idk about you but I am so done with all of these gerrymandering ass fat cats who sit up in public office wasting our tax dollars and not doing a damn thing to help anyone. Is it so much to ask that we live in a country where we can go all go to the doctor without being bankrupted and go to church without getting shot? No, it’s not. Our politicians are bought + paid for with very little regard for anyone who isn’t actively sucking their dicks and frankly we can’t blame anyone but ourselves for keeping the wool on for this long. North Carolina, please go show out at our local elections bc 1. Local government is more relevant in your daily life than national government and 2. We need to scare the shit out of everyone up for reelection in 2018. Virginia, whoever wins y’all’s gubernatorial race is going to have a BIG ASS role to play in the next few years of this entire nation and we can’t afford apathy at this stage in the game. And Alabama- y’all’s special election ain’t on the hook until December 12th but you better believe that the wrong replacement for Jeff Sessions will be catastrophic. It is so easy to feel powerless and I can absolutely understand feeling like your one vote doesn’t matter. But when it’s stacked together with a community that cares about its residents, one vote can make all the difference. We have the power to change the path of this country and the road forward requires the ballot box. We can’t abdicate our responsibility to the future. Please go vote. PLEASE go vote. We’re all counting on you. I’m the Adipositivity November 2017 calendar femme & this photo is a throwback to my shoot with Substantia Jones- if you’re like me and want proud + naked fat humans on your wall next year, Adipositivity’s 2018 calendar drops very soon and (speaking from personal experience) the presence of naked fatties makes life better and happier for basically everyone so do yourself and your coworkers a favor and get familiar.
Elle encourage les jeunes à s’y mettre et les rassure en cas de doutes.
It is hard to be confident in yourself. Social media makes it look easy and sometimes even glamorous, but it’s not. My struggle towards self-confidence and self-love is constantly evolving. In my experience, self-hate doesn’t miraculously go away. It takes work. Showing up for that work is what’s most important. So every day, I come back to the drawing board. I wipe away yesterday’s actions and try to release both the good and the bad emotions. I try to be compassionate towards myself. I try to show myself love instead of hate. It is hard. I was not trained to love myself. I’m not good at it. And I don’t live in a world that wants me to love myself. But this work isn’t about a hashtag or a movement- it’s about survival. I must love myself in order to survive. That’s the goal. Everything else is just extra. Proud to celebrate Every Body Beautiful day with @Refinery29 and @LaneBryant #seethe67 Check out their Facebook Live on @Refinery29 at 4pm ET (link in bio) Bra + Panties by @lanebryant Photo by @zoelitakerphotography
Elle reçoit souvent des emails où certaines de ses followers lui disent «J’ai peur que les autres, dans la salle de sport, me regardent avec de grands yeux lorsque je serai en train de faire mes différentes poses ».
Et elle répond toujours que « Des personnes vont vous regarder, il ne faut pas se voiler la face, c’est la vérité ». Elle continue en disant que «Nous vivons dans une société où l’on est conditionné au fait qu’être en surpoids, c’est mal et que donc, les gens auront toujours des choses à dire sur votre physique ». La seule chose que l’on peut contrôler, c’est notre réaction face à ces attaques.
I spent many years believing that my spirituality was fully entwined with my religious beliefs. When I needed a break from religion after growing up in a deeply religious household, my spiritual condition went into a tailspin. I became skeptical of everything, even the mere concept of spirituality. I don’t know about anyone else, but the wounds created by a childhood steeped in religious doctrine are Deep. As. FUCK. My skepticism didn’t magically abate at the genesis of my yoga practice. When I began practicing yoga poses regularly, I was still skeptical of the conversation that yoga necessitates with the spiritual body. I found it easier to obsess over yoga + my physical body. But maybe that’s why I found yoga when I did. Maybe I’m supposed to have a sketchy relationship with spirituality. Maybe that’s the gateway I need in order to have a deeper conversation with the universe as a whole. Who can say. This probably seems esoteric and random af- it is both of those things and that’s ok. I am tired of pretending to be jaded- what good does it do to be jaded? I do not want to fear the esoteric. I must remain open to the mystery. Throwback to practicing #headstand in my birthday suit. The 2018 @adipositivity Calendar* is available now and I’m the October calendar femme- click the link in my profile to get yours! *WELCOME TO INSTAGRAM, QUEEN SUBSTANTIA
Aujourd’hui, elle enseigne le yoga et est suivie par 348k personnes sur instagram
Instagram makes yoga people look like unicorn/angel hybrids when most of us are ratchet as the day is long. That’s why I started my upcoming @stitcher_podcasts show, « Jessamyn Explains It All »- because living the yoga lifestyle is about much more than yoga leggings and coconut water. Every week I’ll answer real listener questions about the yoga of your life- ask anything you want and I’ll offer my honest opinion. This is a show about the yoga of real life- the good, the bad, and the very, very ugly. The podcast launches next month but you can leave a voice message or shoot me an email whenever you want- my phone # is 984-329-2185 or you can email firstname.lastname@example.org! Photo by my boo @justincookphoto