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Being seen doin' the damn thang unlocks the doors that keep us fenced in.

I’ve always considered myself an introvert and only very selectively “expose” myself to live interactions with large groups of people. But an opportunity came up to participate in the Conscious San Jose Festival as a vendor and something in me said to just do it. Although I’ve never participated in any large public events and I’ve held an insecurity about being rejected or ignored, something in my heart pulled me to participate. And so I signed up.


I planned and strategized my offerings and put it out for the public to view and sign up for ahead of time through Facebook and Eventbrite weeks ahead of the event. I envisioned my setup in my head everyday and when I did a practice run in “real life” I had to refine my ideas because they didn’t translate into “reality” as well as I’d hoped. Although it was a lot of work and kind of nerve wracking, not knowing what to expect and who was going to show up (what if NOBODY wants what I have to offer?!) being in creation and innovation mode was FUN.

So, the day finally came. How did it go? Only a couple of people signed up ahead of time for the readings and group meditation sessions and I honestly wasn’t sure who or how many people would be interested in my services. I had to wake up at 5:30am with only a few hours of sleep. There was traffic from an accident right before my exit on the freeway that made me worry about getting to the venue on time because I needed every minute to setup. There were grass clippings that were just getting on EVERYTHING. Nobody showed up/signed up for my first group session. I was sweating and rolling from the heat and activity of the day and then my pants got wet from the pee on the floor of the portapotty and I couldn’t escape the smell of myself. the wind blew my sun shade off mid-afternoon. It took me about two hours to take down my setup. I didn’t eat all day and had a raging headache by the time I got home...


And yet. the day. was.


Not a lot of people signed up for my offerings ahead of time, but I was so excited for the ones who did. I was too busy having fun being in creation mode trying to figure out my setup during the days leading up to the festival that I didn’t have time nor energy to worry. Waking up early sucked, but the stillness of the morning calmed me. There was traffic, but I still made it and setup on time with the help of @malaea.simone and Paulyn . We finished setting up at the perfect time for Joey to be able to capture a relaxed picture of me before the festival started. There were grass clippings everywhere but they provided extra cushion under our butts. Nobody showed up for the first group session but I got to relax, have meaningful conversations and connect with the people around me. For the next group session, of course the most perfect people showed up. It brought out our vulnerabilities and hopes as we inspired each other through our shared stories.


(And everyone enjoyed and appreciated my handmade MacGyver’d A/C contraption!) And the rest of the day brought people in to my tent who walked out, not changed into a different person, but activated to be a truer version of themselves, ready to paint the world in a way only their light can- including me. I even learned to appreciate the lingering smell of sweat and pee that followed me at the end of the day. I kept apologizing to the people I was hugging, but they reminded me not to apologize and squeezed me tight anyways. I learned to appreciate it as a testament to the creativity, attention, work and effort I put into the experience of the day. With the organizers and volunteers of Conscious San Jose, every person who came by, whether it was to say hi and check on me or join me in a session or for a reading, whether or not I saw you as you walked by or gave you a big sweaty hug, I totally felt the love. Thank you. And thank you to the wind who blew my sun shade off right at the perfect time when I said something pretty cool during a reading(as if on cue to emphasize “See the light!”). And thank goodness nobody signed up and showed up for my last group session because I had enough time to roll around in the grass to carefully and lovingly take down my setup. (And thank you Venus, Cindy and Alice for continuing to check on me and say hi at night). Raging headache was remedied by pho and decompressing with an awesome neck massage from Malaea and cuddles from Joey .

Lesson of the day? So many. But I’m just simply so grateful for all the connections made, the activating experience of being seen and others allowing themselves to be seen. I’m giddy over how PERFECTLY everything happened, even if at first glance everything might’ve seemed to go wrong. I don’t even doubt life’s perfection anymore. It’s ALWAYS a given. 

Was it hard work? HELL YEAH! But it was all done in the spirit of playful creation, so it was enjoyable. It all boils down to the fact that our experience is simply what we make of it. You are everything that you make of yourself. 

What are you going to do with everything that you’re given today?