Our first big conference, The Future of Religions/Religions of the Future, is over.
I have to say, it went better than I ever imagined. I was half-expecting three people in the audience and the Normandy Beach Invasion of griefers: instead we had about 60 for the first day and 30 for the second, half-day, session - and no disruptions at all. It went really smoothly, and I think people had a good, enlightening, pleasant time.
It's a relief to have it over, and to end a week that was stressful even by my usual standards, beginning with some serious disagreements with an event runner in another organization I'm involved with, and going on to the usual pre-conference jitters.
So, I'd like to thank the women of Al-Andalus: Rose Springvale, Satir DeCuir and Delia Lake, for their absolutely critical help in making the event a success and keeping me from exploding from stress - you were lifesavers!
But, I'd like to thank my special lifesaver this week, Galatea. Tuesday night, after I'd spent nearly 11 hours inworld ironing out last minute details, Gala charmed and distracted me
and took me out for a night of dancing
that was just what I needed. And, her appearances at our end of session parties brought me back down from work mode, grounding me in family and home.
Thank you, love!