One week from tomorrow I am off to my very first blogging conference:
I’m not sure why I’m saying it’s my first. I always refer to it as that, and “first” automatically implies a second. Hmmm… food for thought.
I hope the person that you meet there – that would be ME – is the same as the person you have met here in my space (not MySpace), on Facebook, and behind the 140 character goodness of Twitter. I only took one semester of acting in college, so this is all I’m really good at being.
If you are new here, I can tell you that I write about a little bit of anything that blows through my mind. Off the top of my head that would include friendships, charities, toddler boys, chocolate, coffee, shoes, and Zumba. I’m sometimes funny (in my own mind), sometimes serious, but always myself. My belief in God is deep and rooted from my early childhood. While I may not be explicit about it, my faith affects every part of my life. When I don’t act like it, that faith comes to convict me and for some reason I feel the need to share that, too. Just keeping it real, folks.
So how did we get here?
I planned to go to Allume simply to support a wonderful friend who was just beginning to truly pursue blogging as a calling. When I bought my ticket at the twitter party I didn’t even have a blog. No one, other than professors had ever read a word I’d written – letters to friends excepted. Those who had didn’t seem terribly impressed. So now that it’s come here are some things I’m pondering:
1- What do I want to be accomplished here in this place online? What am I missing that will take these words and images and make them bear good fruit? I love learning, but the doing is all so new and daring.
2- There are so many amazing people that I want to truly develop a relationship with, some deeper than others, obviously but how does that naturally happen without being pushy. What if we never meet? What if they wish we hadn’t? This will require sensitivity that I’m not sure I have honed.
3- Can I be focused enough to pass up the flash and glamour of a particular session or speaker to be where I truly felt led to be? This goes back to my last point as well. Conflicts in scheduling will force me to make choices that won’t be easy. I know me!
4- How can I serve others and be a blessing instead of just seeking out the blessings for myself like a crazed consumer at a clearance sale. This will include not infringing on the time of others.
5- What will I do if I am blessed to get everything that my heart desires and more in three short days?? What is my responsibility to the gift of the blessing after all is said and done and the swag is scattered throughout my home? This is a little scary to me, honestly.
Then there are the crazy little things about Allume. There is no way this list is exhaustive because it changes minute by minute, but here we go:
1- Will I be overdressed, underdressed or just pathetically dressed? I have a love/hate relationship with shoes. Consequently, that is where my outfits tend to fall apart. If we meet, please just have your eyes stop at my knees when you take it all in. I’m 5’-7” so you’ll have enough to work with without going all the way to my feet.
2- Traffic!! I’ve driven more interstate than some truckers! I’ve been long-haul living from my family for 17 years now. BUT – y’all! I have to drive the Beltway around DC for this little trip. THE BELTWAY. I have a general rule in life I like to follow that I avoid any interstate that ends in 95. Prayers gladly accepted for this.
3- I am a dialectic chameleon! I’ve lived in Louisiana, Illinois, North Carolina, Kentucky, Tennessee, Connecticut, Ohio and Virginia. I have a crazy accent that is predominantly Southern, but my speech pathology training gave me a good ear. Who knows what will come out of my mouth this weekend, eh? (Canadians, hello!) If I hear it, I’m likely to say it.
4- I tend to over carry. I have a thing with bags and tend to take too much with me wherever I go. Give me a minute when we trade cards. I may have to dig for mine under 2 notebooks, 5 pens, a camera, wallet, lip gloss and who knows what else.
5- I’m so afraid I’m going to miss you! I’ll tell you straight up – I AM AN EXTROVERT! If you see me, come over say howdy, give me a hug, a high five, whatever. In my world, the more the merrier.
You can find out a little more about me in my post about the 10 things my roommates will need to know.
Please tell me you have some of this same craziness going on in your mind, too. I didn’t even mention the whole fear of being a poser. Got your own brand of craziness?? I’d love to hear about it in the comments. Let me have it:
Gratefully linking this up with another awesome brown-haired Amy over at Permission to Peruse!