Yep, I spread my um, wings, and took it all in.
Me. Standing in front of a room of women delivering a message I believe in.
Me. So shy that I avoid eye-contact most of the time, and yet there I was intentionally looking into the eyes of beautiful strangers as I encouraged creativity from their doubtful souls.
Me. Tending to women, and loving the challenge.
Last night I held a Playshop in the Forest Lake school district’s community ed program. Was it scary? Yeah, it was.
My husband and I arrived early to get set up, and we used up every extra second trying to get my Power Point to work. (Thank you, Larry (the comm- ed emissary), for trying so hard to get a Mac and a PC to make kissy face. Like so many blind dates it didn’t work out, but that’s okay.)
Fortunately, my wise husband not only had a plan b, but also a plan c. He had brought along our projector, which allowed me to blast my PowerPoint all over the art room wall. I love, love, love a diversion as I speak.
After the program portion of the evening the women explored their inner-artists with brushes and dyes and silk. Gorgeous silk scarves blossomed amid giggles and conversation. As the evening concluded the women said they had fun. “You are doing this again, aren’t you?†they said.
Me. A community ed teacher. Who would have thunk?
Feeling scared and stretched and excited? It was the best part of my day.
