Hitting the sweet spot.

It’s not hard to see what a 360 my life has taken in the passed few years.  

Everything is coming together and there’s space in my life to yearn for more again.

For one – I’m a yoga teacher.  A dream attained after years of study and work.  I don’t know that it’s been as hard as it could be but it’s been work.

It does not escape me that everytime I proudly say I’m a teacher I get awkward glances at my midsection.  I know the perfect poised body of the typical yoga teacher but I’m definately not it.

What I do know is I fell down the stairs last week.  Like, ALL THE WAY.  It was terrifying (and hilarious in hindsight).  My one foot pinned behind me as I plummeted quickly no chance to stop myself.  I was hurt – my left ankle and more.  I was able to walk away mostly ok… just a little pissed off.  One week later- playing games with my son.  I landed on my foot wrong and sprained it.  The right foot this time.  The pain was excruciating.  Two days later my ankle was fine (a little swollen) but I was riding my bike pain free.

Without the knowledge my studies have afforded me.  The flexibility I have gained and the trust I have in my body to heal itself I don’t think I’d be “up and running” this quickly.  

I may not have the perfect yoga body but I have something more valuable.  The flexibility to take these falls well and the ability to keep living my life right after them.  It’s a far cry from 5 years ago.

Secondly, confidence in my ability to learn close to anything.  Fear is a motivator rather than a debilitated.  If I’m scared to do it I know I’ll be trying in no time.   And I’ve understood the capacity for my brain to learn and relearn.  I love to study new things and I am constantly searching for more out of life and often it delivers .

Millions of people pay dearly to mask the signs of their aging and in their raw beauty in all honesty, I couldn’t be more proud of the experience and confidence I gained or more grateful to the generations of women before paving this path the best way they knew how.  

Getting older, wiser, more confident, more direct is a blessing.

In health and wellness.

Amanda Zentner ❤


Lundbreck falls

The river rushes toward the waterfall carrying with it everything in it’s path.  Sticks, leaves, and in today’s case ducks.

I watched in anticipation as a family of five ducks were surprised to find the edge of the waterfall.   They rightfully panicked and managed to pull themselves up onto the surrounding rock face.  Determined to be on their way…. they try and panick again.  Obviously not the safest route they begin to search for solutions.

I find myself in situations often wondering how I can make it work or rerouting.  Just as they did.  They rerouted swimming against the current toward a seemingly safe island.  One of them make it – the others turn back.  

Seeing the best route and attempting to lead others along guarentees no following.

Reluctantly, Phil (as I’ve dubbed him) follows the crowd.  Not wanting to be separated from his flock he heads back towards them only this time he’s caught in a current that there is no fighting.  Quickly the water propels him to the edge of chaos and he’s not only free falling from the rivers edge but being pushed by tons of water.

Of course, our beloved Phil spreads his wings and nails the landing.  It’s literally what he’s born to do.  But in that moment I saw life so clearly.  The fear before plummeting into a new adventure.  The chaos on the way down.  The turmoil and recovery on the brink of change and a new freedom. 

Phil the duck. My newest spirit animal. 

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