This past weekend I went back to the heart of it all... the world of large events.
By the end my feet were killing me (NEVER wear new shoes on event day... duh!), my body ached everywhere, I sampled some seriously addicting treats and my soul was filled to the brim.
My soul, it turns out, needs a big event every once in a while.
This event was different though... because it was one created without S. It was odd. Weird. And made me a bit cranky. S and I don't speak during event day. Rarely. We just do. We can sense what the other needs and we do. We don't ask questions, we don't wonder what to do next, we just do. So doing without her was odd. Cause it wasn't really doing. It was a lot of guessing... and wondering... and assuming. And getting cranky cause people weren't reading my mind.
It was harder than usual. But it was still wonderful and grand.
The next one is in the spring... and I have my list of "lessons learned" and the questions I need to ask to make the next one a smoother one and more fluid.
For me, it's touching lives. It's standing in the back of the room and watching. Watching the arms raised and the souls filled. It's about the fellowship and the giggles. It's the connection people make because a God so mighty and fierce was able to work past my hang ups and open doors for me to do this very thing again... with different people. Women who push me in different ways. Who make me uncomfortable and make me question my motives.
It is good. It is very good.
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