I am cozy in my bed in Toronto at the (OMG it’s fancy) King Edward Hotel, patiently waiting for my roomie to arrive and excited about the week ahead. The next two days are spent in Sheblog World, with a whole whack of other awesome bloggers from across canada who are part of the Sheblogs tribe.
yoga, sessions, lunches and treats! I even get my chance on the stage, sharing my
wisdom , expertise, ramblings with media and brands (and a few bloggers) co-presenting with another fabulous blogger (i finally met today!)
And I am nervous.
As everyone is.
And that’s the great thing. Since we are ALL nervous, it kind of negates the whole nervous thing. Since we all feel this way… it is “normal”
We are normal.
I am normal. (really, I am)
It is not strange to feel overwhelmed, or out of your league at an event like this. It is completely ok that we have butterflies in our tummies or possibly speak too loud at dinner.
Because this is our world peeps. For some of us, this is our livelihood, and we need it to pay our mortgage and shoe the children. For some it is their first leap into the blogging industry, and others a return back again. Some carry baggage, others are just freaking out wondering if the jeans they packed in their baggage will look ok.
And because it means so much, it can be a little scary.
and I think that is ok. I think it is okay to feel scared, and uncomfortable. I think it is amazing that we are there, in that icky space with our tummies rolling and our palms sweating, not knowing what to expect.
Because when we are in that place, we are usually doing something pretty awesome. We are taking a risk, we are (so cliche) stepping out of that comfortable spot and stretching ourselves.
Scared is good.
Blathering idiot is not.
So, lying here, all scrunched up in my bed, I am letting the fear settle in and get comfortable. And tomorrow, I am going to let it ride out the day with me, and coast through the highs and the lows.
And I am going to do everything in my power not to be a blathering idiot.