For those of you playing along at home today was, indeed, to be Jared‘s guest post. Please to look for that next week.
Instead you’re getting me.
A full-on rambling navel gazing post where I completely & totally yammer at you.
(**cue confetti shaped like blog readers quickfastandinahurry clicking away**)
Where to begin?
I had a fantastic time at TypeAMom conference. More than anything it has made my blog reading and twitter stream so much more….personal.
(Hmmm. That’s not precisely the word for which Im groping, but close enough for this Friday stream of consciousness post)
I feel more connected to the 140 character messages I read & far more connected to the slice-of-life blog posts than I did before meeting all the amazing women (and men!) in person.
Ill have a longer post on monday about all I learned, but personal connections are the biggest reason I urge everyone to try and attend one blog conference or meet up. There’s simply no comparison with email, tweeting, instant messaging or even telephone.
Im learning (yes it takes me a while) the collective you are not fans of posts where I close the comments.
Many of you emailed/DMed me that it was such a provocative post you’d wished Id allowed you to chat about it on site.
For some reason the post felt almost too ‘easy’ a please to hit us all up in the comments.
For some reason the post felt too “pat” a do something which scares you every day, People! Join me! & my feelings were (are?) far too from the heart for me to even appear to be exploiting that.
The whole experience of receiving an email inviting me to do something (I know. annoying. Im just not at liberty to share until 11.1) and my immediate internal response of HELL TO THE NO!! surprised me.
The opportunity to explore my fear & choose to face it rather than make excuses was life changing and growth provoking.
Closing the blog comments & leaving it at that just felt like the right thing to do. For me. In that moment.
And, again for those of you playing along at home, that blog post was all about today.
Doing something far, way, hugely, & tremendously outside my zone of comfy at 5 pm central today.
Im excited. Im kind of filled with dread. Im eager to see if Im as awkwardtastic as I anticipate And Im looking forward to the afterthefact feeling of knowing—no matter what happened—I didnt miss out on an experience merely out of fear.
No matter what transpires I know that fact alone will make me feel proud.
(cue uplifting music & movielike montage which indicates these disjointed friday rambles are drawing to a close)
So thats me, People.
Not Jared (though still transformed).
Back in Austin (with muzings on Asheville coming Monday).
And doing things I dont didnt think I could do.
What’s shakin in your neck of the ‘net?
Please to hit us all up in the comments.