the frequencies line up, they make sense. 

good conversations sprout so quickly into new branches and lines of thought, but they do so so fluidly, like the most beautiful blue stream of consciousness that doesn't stop flowing. 

I'm a skeptic by nature, too skeptic I suppose. but only now am I learning that (thanks to mindfulness) when you shut the hell up and get out of your own way (ie, quiet the mind through daily practice) your inner guide/ voice/ spirit/ God will lead you to a place of understanding. one of knowing what to do, or, at least, knowing that moment by moment is the only way to live life. 

so I'm enjoying this moment. 

and this next one. 

and maybe I'll detest many moments that come my way, initially.

but I will vibrate through them. like a tough asana, shaky knees, tight shoulders, slippery palms. 

and in that toughness there is the sweetest juice. 

but you have to be awake enough, open enough, to taste it.