Some pondering the morning after a recent event – I’ve had many ‘morning after big event’ experiences. This one felt better than most, different from most, and my back generally ‘sore as usual’.
I’m not a control-freak, but when it comes to organizing many moving parts/people and an event, I feel much better when I’m the general (or maybe the sergeant-major) than as ‘committee leader’. Which is not to say I don’t use helpers, input, feedback and don’t often ask ‘how do you see this element working?’, because I do. But more often I feel like I’m directing a Woody Allen film – each of my actors know their roles, they’re practicing their lines – but none of them see the whole picture, none of them see how their part is a cog in series of gears without which everything could go awry – but they just focus on their roles. And I focused on my role – ring-master, committee-of-one, logistics coordinator.
Not just physically draining, it’s emotionally exhausting in many levels, BUT … it is instructive exercise in self-study, in watching others in action/re-action, seeing how pulls hard on the harness and who slacks off, seeing how shows up late, who shows up early and who doesn’t show up at all.
And, why did I show up? Well, in this case it was my idea. I got lots of buy-in, but it was ‘my baby’. I’m proud of it, especially proud of so many people who pulled their weight and more, who put in extra effort and who left me in awe of how well things went.