I'm back, as you know already if you are following me on twitter or instagram or facebook. Sometimes it feels like an echo: "I'm back, back, back, back...." as you work your way through the various social media platforms. But it's all charming and witty and interesting, right? Right? (I don't have my instagram button up there yet on the right but I'd LOVE it if you'd follow me, @sandrat212).
Like everyone who attended Camp Mighty, I'm digesting everything that I heard and experienced and learned. You know I'll be writing about it here. And it'll be in more than one post because I can't capture all of it in one shot. Even if I DID have it all figured out today, the day after I returned home.
I'm sure that there's some snark around the 'net about the privilege of going to retreats like Camp Mighty. I mean, we were at the Ace Hotel in Palm Springs! Let me tell you, after the typical fall/winter non-stop rain of the Pacific Northwest, I was THRILLED to get some sun. The vitamin D drops are fine but they aren't a substitute for that glowing orb.
But it isn't just about staying at some cool hip hotel in a warm, sunny spot in the winter. That's great. But you know, I don't need Camp Mighty to do that.
And it wasn't only about an inspiring roster of speakers.
It was about being with people. Being with people in those in-between moments. In-between speakers. Before dinner while hanging out by the pool. Up early to grab a coffee. Spending a break on a deck chair. Late at night on a canvas chesterfield couch (I want one of those!) in front of an outdoor fireplace under a pergola strung with globe lights.
There's something so very powerful about meeting and talking with people face-to-face.
Meeting someone you have never met before and hearing their story. Having the TIME to hear their story. Really HEAR it. And take it in. No "likes" or retweets. Just listening.
Hear someone you've just met talk about how coming to a retreat like this was one of THE bravest things they've ever done. And then see them over the weekend blossom and connect and make friends. And admire them for it.
Having the time for someone to hear your own story. When was the last time that someone really sat still and listened to you?
Meeting people face-to-face that you've only connected with online. Feeling even MORE comfortable with them. And connecting even deeper.
Spend time brainstorming with friends that you DO know but that you only get to see face-to-face once in a while because you live in different cities. Experience that energy, that magic, that excitement as you build TOGETHER new ideas and thoughts. As you challenge each other's ideas. And make better ones.
Meeting new people. Making new friends. People that you otherwise never would have met.
Something magical happens in that space in-between. That space between us, between you and I. That space between us when we stand across from each other and talk. Listen. Notice each other's body language. A tone of voice. A toss of the head. A grin or a laugh.
Yes the program was great. But for me, just as much was the magic of those in-between moments and the spaces between us.