It's never too late to show up to life

So, last night I faced my introvertness and wandered off to Solana Beach, CA to The Belly Up Tavern.  I've been wanting to go to this venue for awhile now and so, when I made the decision at 5pm yesterday, I just did it.  What I am discovering is that I experience a feeling (or emotion--whatever you call it) and whether it is elated or down and out, I remind myself that these are conditions that occur as being human.  Best thing, personally, is to face them--head on.  I felt uneasy and a little shy about arriving to this event last night alone.  I did a little deep breathing in my car before I got out (go ahead and visualize the dorkiness) and then I floated over to the entrance and just walked in and said 'I am alone and I feel very shy right now' in my head.  As soon as I acknowledged it, I found myself talking to someone minutes later.  As the night went on, and I became quiet happy being 'alone' I found that I was taking on the form of a people magnet.  It's almost strange to sit here and see it in my mind's eye and then regurgitate it into writing.  The number of people that I was aligned with and the running into someone I knew and someone I've wanted to know--it just was magical.  The friendly connection from the bass player--who saw me from the stage, to the chatting with the yoga instructor who was extremely modest about his teaching, to sharing my opinion about the acrobatic yoga performance, to winning a raffle prize (yes, I won a raffle for the first time in my life)--okay and it was for 5 Life Coach lessons!  It continues, to recognizing Lori from Indah leather wraps AND that I happened to be wearing one that was sadly draping off my wrist; Lori pulled it off, stabbed the strap with her earring and went and added a new button to make it 'fit' me again!  BTW, Lori is incredibly talented and I actually bought an amazing crystal wrap bracelet off of her wrist a few months ago!!  And then, there was the group of ladies who were admiring my tree of life tattoo and my crazy red dress and how it 'framed' my art; okay--and to my surprise, one of those ladies was (drum roll)--Tristan Prettyman (scream!).  The girl had me at 'Hello.'  She actually said she wanted to pick me up and twirl me around and I was pretty much dying (happily) on the inside.  So, this little post does not do the energy justice from last night, but none the less, it is the best I can do to share and give thanks to the giving Universe.  I'm open and will remain open.