Amanda Fiebing

What happens when you encounter a road block of un-focus and discombobulation?
NOTE: this picture has nothing to do with roadblocks, but I needed something to keep this post pretty.

It happens to every artist, writer, photographer, musician. Some more successfully revive themselves in a timely manner. The first part of this year, despite some great relaxing and fun mini-vacations to the San Juans and San Francisco, was a big dump on the…. whatever. On me. Pushing forward through the muck of personal life got the better of me while I was trying to get myself established in a career doing something different, something that makes me very happy. I’m not going to make excuses, I’m accountable for my lull; I let things interfere. My steady stream of productivity flat-lined. I felt like I was standing in Eagle pose with my eyes on my Drishdi, solid and powerful, and all of a sudden my quads burned hard through my “spiritual gaze” and I just fell out of my posture. So, back to the mat I go, back to the drawing board. Oh, and if you didn’t notice I’ve been doing yoga. Lots and lots of yoga.

Summer is on the horizon and it knows, as well as I do, that the funnest and busiest months are ahead. Planned trips are barreling at me at full speed. I cannot wait, but much preparation is needed if I’m going to maintain my path to any long term goal I have. The studio where I practice yoga gave us a challenge for the next four months; Summer of Transformation: While I am working on what this concept means to me I’m considering balance, energy, motivation and most importantly love. Where do I want to be when this challenge is over? How do I want to transform myself as a person, yogi, artist? Will this challenge ever end?

Aaand now I feel that I’ve entered the cheese-zone. Not at all how this blog is intended. Check back soon for the good stuff.

**Also, I apologize for the new-age-y yogi-talk. I know, I went there.

Tags: Add new tag, Art, drishdi, life, me, new-age, yoga.