I learned so much at The Declare Conference. It was my first year to attend but hopefully not my last. Really, just being at the conference was special. It was several months ago when I first heard about it. Of course, I wanted to go but then my husband was laid off (again). Fast forward though seven stressful months and suddenly the conference was about to start. Of course, purchasing groceries and paying bills ranked higher than attending a conference but something special happened—an awesome co-worker gave me his ticket! Still, I changed my mind a dozen times about actually going, but within hours I was surrounded by passionate bloggers, writers, and artists.
With all the pressure our family has been under during the past few months, all of my daily bandwith goes toward working at The Seed Company and coming home to play with our son. Weekends are full of cooking and cleaning. Somewhere in between it all I'm learning to be a better wife (I hope). Needless to say, I've totally tuned out of social media and blogging. Perhaps it's been the merciful wisdom from God—being quiet. Perhaps it's just been depression and a life-long tendency to pull back and hide. Either way, I really had no idea what to expect from the conference.
It was all I could do to simply show up—and that was enough. That's what it was about for me. Not networking. Not activating my voice. Not building a tribe. I submitted to receiving when I would've rather been retreating. And, receive I did.
- Jeff Goins is the real deal.
- Forty minutes with Katie Orr changed my life.
- God has been moving someone I barely even know to pray for me.
- Literary agents like Jessica Kirkland help nurture your baby blue bird dreams.
- Passionate bloggers, writers, and artists might have great head shots but in real life they look exhausted.