You know when you wake up & you can't stop thinking about something? That's how I woke up on Monday, February the 20th. But this time I didn't wake up wanting a Bojangle's cajun filet biscuit with extra honey mustard. This time I woke up thinking about escaping to Blissdom. Sounds like a place where a bunch of cheesy hippies congregate, doesn't it? (Nothing wrong with that, by the way. I consider myself one).
Blissdom is a blogging conference held in Nashville. I was fortunate enough to attend last year as Anissa's pusher & I really wanted to go back. There are numerous reasons why but mostly I wanted to hit refresh on my life. (Computer joke!) That seems to be par for the course every time I go to one of these.
It's hard to ignore the buzz of energy at a blogging conference. These are women (& some men) who are doing good things in the world & are using their blogs & social media as their platform. They are sharing their voices & stories & opinions & talents & passions. These are people who have experienced their own heartbreak & adversity & as a result, live & speak with vigor & courage.
We meet together en masse & feed off each other's invaluable inspiration & insight. It's contagious.
Of course I wanted to be there. I wanted to be around my internet friends who have become my real life friends. (That sounds sorta lame until it happens to you.) I wanted to soak in something new. I wanted to gain some clarity. I wanted to have a couple drinks & wear red lipstick & make fun of Joe Jonas in the back of the room.
I knew we didn't have the extra dollah dollah bills for it. It's not a cheap trip & it seemed virtually impossible, but there was something or someone in my gut telling me not to give up so easily.
I went on twitter & searched to see if anyone had a ticket for the sold out event. There were two. I tried to discreetly ask if they were still available, just to see. I didn't broadcast tweet it but Cecily caught wind of my desire to be there & so did Julia. Between the two of them & their unrelenting encouragement & generosity, I had a place to stay & a ticket with my name on it within 24 hours.
Janette Novak, the kind soul with the available ticket emailed me & told me she just wanted to give it to me. No strings attached. She didn't know me. She didn't know my story. She just wanted to spread the love. I thanked her & thanked her & she replied, "No need for further thanks, I feel it in your spirit."
At this point, I was in a weepy state of humbled amazement at how quickly it all fell into place. It felt so much bigger than happenstance. It felt like God was making a way. And that scared the shit out me.
I learned a lot & took a ton of notes. It was a pivotal adventure. I hope that I can give myself enough space to get all the words out & share more.