23-летняя Дана Фальцетти из штата Пенсильвания (США) весит более 100 килограммов, однако лишний вес не помешал девушке стать преподавателем йоги. Девушка хотела похудеть, но за пару лет регулярных упражнений ей это не удалось. Но теперь за ее Instagram следят более 311 тысяч поклонников бодипозитива.
«Если бы, когда я росла, я видела моделей с целлюлитом, растяжками, изгибами, естественного вида кожу и тело, может, мне не нужно было бы потратить целых 22 года, чтобы полюбить то, что я имею», — рассказала Дана фолловерам.
По словам Даны, первое занятие йогой ей абсолютно не понравилось, но сейчас она может выполнять самые сложные асаны. «Когда-то я впервые вошла в зал и поняла, что я самая полная из всех, да еще и новичок. Я не могла устоять в позе „собака мордой вниз“ даже пять секунд. У меня горели плечи и болели ноги. В то же время другие становились в стойку на голове, будто это совсем не сложно», — поделилась девушка.
Сейчас Дана путешествует по миру, проводит мастер-классы и делится онлайн-уроками. «Многие думают, что им нужно быть худыми, гибкими или сильными, чтобы заниматься йогой. Пожалуйста, услышьте меня: йога — это для каждого», — заявляет Фальцетти.
Hi friends! A few weeks ago I spoke with @samsungmobileusa about my experience and intention in sharing this important message. Link in my bio to the full vid! I touch on how and why I came to practice yoga, how I’ve shifted my own internal dialogue, and how I’ve used my social media platforms to help spread a positive and empowering message that truly applies to all of us. I found my strength on my yoga mat and then realized I had it within me the whole the time. For me, the concept of doing what I can’t comes from the limitations of my own mind, not from anybody else. If anything, we allow the comments and perceptions of others to shape how we speak to ourselves, and then you’re not living for you — you’re living from them. I lived like that for a long time until I found my power, my voice, awareness of who I could be if I stopped letting myself get in the way. I believe you can do anything, be whoever you want to be. It’s up to you. When you decide you can, you will. If you believe you can’t, you won’t. Shifting the internal dialogue and realizing that what you tell yourself is what you manifest is hugely powerful. Societal standards are not real. What other people project on you isn’t about you. Make your own rules, be your own role model, be your own loudest cheerleader. Watch and experience how much changes when you do. Go get ‘em.
This was the first arm balance in my practice. I vividly remember 3 years ago practicing in my mom's basement, trying to get my toes off the ground with my knees on the outsides of my arms and down by my elbows. Hips low, shoulders low. I mostly fell on my face (a lot), but one day my toes came off the floor just an inch. And over time, with more practice and a lot of patience, I got stronger. Fast forward 3 years and I've neglected parts of my practice for quite a while. What amazes me is that after months of not attempting a posture, it's still there and in ways it's stronger than ever because I am stronger than ever in mind and spirit. Even with more belly in the way. This is just one reason why it's all connected. Can the power of your mind, the strength to believe in yourself, be all strength you really need? How much do the things we tell ourselves impact the outcome? I think quite a bit. So much of this practice is mental training. It teaches you to believe, to try, to stay. If I can find a way to believe in my strength here, why shouldn't I be able to do that elsewhere? A trained mind is a force to be reckoned with.
Where would I be without this practice? You know, I get that it's easy to scroll your feed and see cool poses, and think that's all there is to see here (or anywhere). I get that you see a body doing some crazy shit and it's easy to think that's all you're looking at. But when I tell you that this practice saved me, that it completely changed my life, I'm not exaggerating. That's why when people ask me why I'm still fat if I practice, or if yoga will help them lose weight or whatever, it kills me a little inside. This is not to be taken lightly. This is about much more than my body. Yoga is not my fitness routine, that is not why I'm here or why I practice. Quite frankly I think it's disrespectful as fuck to reduce it to that but that's for another day. I was basically asleep before yoga. I didn't know myself, what I did know about myself I hated, and the whole world seemed like such a dark place. My life felt inevitably doomed and it probably was in many ways so long as that's how I wanted to see it. You know I didn't realize I was a binge eater until I started practicing? I finally found out because I started coming to my mat when I wanted to pull out all of my defenses — eating to both torture myself and soothe myself, running and hiding away from it all, indulging in fleeting impulse comforts like sex and food and whatever else. Then I stepped on my mat and realized what it was to feel everything. Overwhelming, scary, but so powerful and so healing. Without this practice I would not be the person I am right now. Not a chance. I wouldn't have this awareness. I wouldn't know myself like I do. I still indulge in comforts and I still use my defenses because I'm human and all, but I could cry thinking about my gratitude for this practice and what it has given me. It gave back what I put in. I put in time for myself, and in return so many doors opened. They were always there but I never saw them so I could never walk through them. It's easy for me to stray from my practice because patterns aren't easily shifted, but the beautiful thing is I know it's always here for me when I'm ready to be here for myself. And it always has so much to give. Why do you practice?
When I don't know what else to do, I practice. When life is too much, practice. It's the place where I come back my strength, back to my breath. It's the place where I experience grace. Where I slow down. It's my toolbox of resources. Instead of letting my mind get the best of me, instead of allowing ego to dictate reality, I come here. And it burns away all the bullshit that keeps me from truly seeing. The veil of illusion is called Maya, and Tapas (fire) we generate helps burn it up. Same with Samskaras — our own perpetuated story. When I can see clearly, feel fully, I can navigate and move forward with the same strength and grace and awareness I learn here. But first, I have to put in the work.
In the beginning yoga was teaching me to be strong, to know my worth, to speak up when shit needs to spoken about, to live in a way that feels authentic to me and serves and considers others as well. Before any of that came into my life the only thing I wanted to share was asana. I didn’t have the awareness or vulnerability to share much else, but it was coming. I know it’s the gateway to many things. I know there are many out there who need to see this representation — big bodies can be strong and DO belong and I am here for that. I also want people to know that you are the masterpiece. Not just your body or your abilities or where you are accepted or not. Your voice, your truth. I encourage us to move past the blanket of love and light, the spiritual bypass, the quieting of important conversation, the fixation on physical ability. Consider the micro-aggressions slung towards minorities in supposedly safe spiritual spaces. Consider the blatant lack of diversity or better phrasing, blatant omission (or tokenization) of people who don’t fit the norm. Consider the commodification of yoga and wellness and self-care and how much of it is diet culture and privilege in action. Consider how racism and classism and ableism are impacting so many people in these spaces. Consider who you support with your resources (you have many). I am always learning. Yoga not only changed my perspectives and opened my mind, but it shifted me into asking the right questions. Yoga is action, social justice, personal equanimity, and it’s just as political as everything else is. That being said, I haven’t played with this shape in well over a year, and today it was there for me to access. It feels joyful because this evolution has been the most emotionally intense shift I have experienced. When I tap into my strength I remember what it felt like to feel worthless. Like my voice didn’t matter, like I didn’t matter. Like I could never be strong. Now I laugh to myself because I know better, and that chuckle is like a compassionate hug to my former self for not knowing. Now I know better, so I do better. I speak. I share. I stand in my power. I am a force. You are as well. Thoughts?