I’ve been trying to bend words to post to the blog; they’ve stubbornly hung back in protest and resistance just outside the margins.

Then, I exchanged short notes with a new acquaintance, and how it flowed!  The celebration of words spoken, and not; spirit and practical partnerships discovered by just moving through the day.

And all coming about by trying something new and finding a yoga class and instructor that suits my soul.  Finally.  Quietly and easily slipping into place like the found puzzle piece – its a bit tattered for having hidden under the sofa for awhile, but it fits.  Snap.  Its another testament that yep… there is a greater synchronicity fueled by love.

I’m humbled and greeted by the familiar unknown – a mystery and gift for just showing up to life.