I'm almost to the point of saying that Tuesday was one of the best days of my life. Not because it was a "good" day or a "happy" day. It was simply a day full of life.
I went to bed in the wee hours of the morning after staying up to listen to several talks during this week's #TDLextravaganza [The Daily Love Extravaganza!] My life was changed after listening to Serena Dyer [daughter of Wayne Dyer] and Jacob Sokol [a life coach based out of New York City.] I had listened to Mastin Kipp speak earlier that morning and, as always, was inspired and moved. I love hearing his story and how he got where he is today.
I'm sure I'll get into greater depth of each of these interviews at some other time but all I can say for now is, "Wow." Their wisdom, their experiences, their learned lessons. I have always loved the self-development community. Always. I have so much respect and love for people who have weathered the storms of life and come out stronger. The people who share their stumbles, trips, and falls in order to help us learn, to share their lessons, and to love.
Thanks to the wonderful world of technology, I was able to reach out to Mastin, Serena, and Jacob to thank them for their stories, their vulnerability, and the courage they each have for honoring their true callings in life. And they each responded :) That's what I love about the self-development community. The feeling that we are all connected and the honest feeling of love.
My day was off to an amazing start and I knew going forward that I was in for an important and challenging evening. It was the fashion show and official launch of the new apparel collection for the brand I work with. There had been months and months of preparation going into this one night. But there was a feeling of peace and comfort in the hours and minutes leading up to the event. What ever last-minute issues came up... I just let them roll off my back. Was the fashion show perfect? No. Were there problems? Yes. However, I've been trying my best to look at the big picture. The important things in life.
After the fashion show wrapped, and we were all saying our goodbyes before meeting again the following day, I received hugs, high-fives, and a few genuine "thank yous." And you know what? That was all I needed at the end of that day. The feeling when you and your co-worker look at each other and without saying anything, you both are thinking, "We did it." It was a reminder of why I chose a career in event planning back when I was a teenager. It's not because it's "fun," because, um, that is the biggest myth about this career. It's because of the 60 seconds leading up to the event and the 60 seconds after the event ends. The excitement, the adrenaline, and then the bittersweet melancholy.
Instead of staying out to celebrate that evening, I drove home toward the Pacific...
Then, I sat on my kitchen floor for five minutes to breathe, and went for a run. When I got back, I sat on my floor again [this time, in front of my fan] made dinner, and got right back into The Daily Love Extravaganza. I've tried writing about five different concluding sentences and nothing seems to suffice. The success of my day wasn't measured by my job, or the turnout of my event or what I did after to celebrate. It was measured by how I felt. And thanks to Mastin, Serena, Jacob, a few co-workers, and a couple special shout-outs from my dad and close friends, darn it... I felt like a million bucks.