I win

It's the small victories.

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My favorite radio station is town is kgsr. My favorite radio station in the world is kgsr. When I lived away from Austin, I streamed it over my laptops, talked about it, fantasized about it. It's the station that points me towards my newest music crush and it's what I crank up on the way home when I am winding through this city's beautiful neighborhoods, hand out the window, letting it dance in the wind. When I arrive home during their 10-11pm new music hour, I sit in my car on the street for the last 20 minutes, engine off, eyes closed and head on the steering wheel with the speakers cranking, letting every note soak into my skin like tiny beads of water.

I like this station.

They are turning 21 years old next week. That's my lucky number. And they are throwing a huge party, featuring some of my new grooveshark favorites including Givers and Mat Kearny. I saw myself at that party all this week, like without a doubt. Every time "Hey Mama" blared out my speakers, I was in the new ACL Moody Theater venue, shakin' it like Africa, filled with the unblocked bliss that sort of groovin' can give you. And every time they announced the contest for tickets, I'd think, "Oh yeah, I need to go ahead and get those." It was going to happen. Period.

On my way to the coffee shop today, I decided to detour to the latest location for their ticket raffle. I brought in a book on Texas wineries and sat on a stool, drinking water like a Sunday afternoon prude and being approached by random people wondering what and why I was reading in an arcade bar. Had some interesting conversations, about writing especially, and just bided my time. As the minutes ticked by, my faith wavered. I admitted that I don't really know for sure that my gut feelings will manifest in reality...that my visions and inclinations are just that, in my head and gut. There were so many people at this bar and they were only choosing 10 winners. Who was I to think this was "meant to be"? Sure enough, though, soon after those thoughts elbowed their way into my quiet flow of fortitude, a text message on my phone lit up, telling me congratulations and I had won; please come claim my wristbands before 4pm. They took a picture of me with the yellow bands and reminded me not to lose them (an important reminder in my world).

Horrah!

This is happens so much these days. "Knowing" something in my gut and it materializing. Both good (and bad, unfortunately). But true nonetheless.

It all makes me think about to a conversation I had with this incredible 19 year old girl I've been close to for years. She told me that it was time for her to start taking her spirituality more seriously because she was ready to become a more powerful person in her life, ready to be able to make things happen. How wise is that?! I'm not sure if quieting the fluctuations of the mind makes it more possible to MOVE things in the world, or if it leaves the arteries of the mind and heart open, to HEAR possibilities. Either way, I'm pretty impressed with this little facet of the Universe.

Mat Kearney- Hey Mama. Heard it yet? If not, click that purple and get ready to do some seat dancing.