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I woke up on Sunday, both sad and relieved that I had made it through the BlogHer ’10 Conference with bulging elevators, lobbies, hallways and conference rooms filled with the other 2,400 bloggers attending the conference. Women and men connecting, networking and processing information while they “Networked Offline.”
It took me a while to rid myself of the stunned deer persona but there was no time to let my insecurities prohibit me from meeting these intellectual and talented individuals, all blogging for a cause, a passion or a skill, some sharing their knowledge and other’s, like me, attempting to spread optimism and humor in a suffering world. It felt really good to be surrounded by like minded people who didn’t look at me with three heads because I am a “Mommy Blogger” and so I fought the urge to run upstairs to my hotel room and hide.
It was frustrating to not have my finger on the pulse of the conference but I made myself let go of all things intangible and opened myself to every person who crossed my path by initiating conversation, regardless of how exhausted or reclusive I felt. In my past year and a half of blogging I have become quite accustomed to the feeling of being backed up against a wall but learning how to plow through the humps with my writing helped me at the conference for if I have learned nothing else, I have learned that humps are just speed bumps in the flow of life that, if given any validation, could turn into treacherous cyclones of self doubt and sink me into wet cement quickly hardening, suffocating my passion. That bad huh, you ask and I say, most definitely, but only if you let it be.
As I listened to the panel of female activist bloggers speaking, women who cannot be filmed for fear of their lives, I began to see the whole picture. By blogging on the internet these women are able to let the world know about the injustices and the mass genocide that is taking place throughout the world and they are not at the mercy of the media to distort their stories. Now, with access to the internet we can get first hand stories of the struggles from amazing women like Esra’a (Bahrain) who founded the website Mideast Youth and Humanity Ashore by Dushiyanthini Kanagasabapathipillai. I encourage all of you to please visit these websites and support these incredibly courageous women. The internet now makes it easier for us to choose our cause by reading these stories first hand and not only that, it allows us to follow these blogs and see the results of our contributions, and this is fantastic.
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