The summer conference audience is both the most accepting I have ever met and the most demanding. The latter because they welcome all that can be given, so, in a way, can suck the last drop of sweat off your brow, or the last ounce of marrow in your bones. I have never felt judged nor evaluated in that audience. Rather it is as if we are all one heart and the woman on the stage is one voice for all the women in the audience. When a reading has us laughing in the aisles or weeping, we are grateful for the chance to applaud a writer who has hit us spot on.
Uplifting, rewarding, revitalizing, I could go on and on. The definition in the dictionary: "to raise to a higher level or better level." These are the words I expressed to my colleagues and friends about my experiences at the conference. It had been several years, but I longed to return. With the encouragement of my husband -- "Honey, if this is what makes you happy, then continue..." -- we turned the wheels of our motor home back around.
The conference was awesome ... as usual! Thank you so much.