Jane of One Trade
So, recently, I metaphorically woke up and realized that I am basically managing a festival. And when I realize it, I give off a little nervous laugh because, he he he, well, it feels BIG.
I’ve produced events ever since I can remember. I am told by my aunts and uncles, whom I lived with when I was a child, that when I started 3rd grade, I would often come home with a gang of kids whom I had impulsively invited to a “party at my house!” And those poor relatives of mine would then have to go out and get candy, set up music and games, all in a matter of minutes.
Ok so that wasn’t exactly “producing” an event so much as it was traumatizing my family. But I do remember when I was 6 or 7, I gathered my cousins together and created some kind of choreography which we then practiced religiously. I helped with costumes and made my grandmother buy me the tape of the telenovela music to which we would dance, and singlehandedly managed a performance for my great-grandmother’s 80th birthday. I remember running around backstage (remember, I am 6 or 7 at the time), delegating orders to older relatives, making sure everything was perfect.
Here I am, almost 30 years later, doing more or less the same thing.
Of course, since then, I’ve hosted and produced a variety of events. I even got to buff up my skills when I worked at the New York Open Center as a Production Assistant.
So why the hell am I surprised that organizing just about all aspects of One Fire Hot Yoga Festival fell into my lap?
I started out as the festival’s social media person. My friend Esak hooked it up. You know a friend is your friend when they hire you on the spot, trusting full well in you and your capabilities. And you know a friend is a friend when they hire you to do the social media of their event REMOTELY from home because you just gave birth and the best you can do is transform text messages into facebook posts.
I missed the first festival. #postpartum
And yet here we are, 3 years later, well on our way to our 5th festival. I haven’t missed one since then, and now… I am managing it.
Most days, I walk around with my head held high, feeling good and confident and totally rocking the work. But sometimes, doubt takes the best of me, and I find myself thinking, “I am doing this but holy shit I have no idea what I’m doing so god help us all.”
When I shared this over the phone recently, my dear friend, co-founder of the festival, mentor and cheerleader Hargobind Khalsa laughed a little but then said something along the lines of: everything you’ve ever done has prepared you for this.
I can’t argue, because his words carry truth beneath them.
And then, I remind myself that I am here serving in this way because this is the way I’m meant to be serving, at this point in time.
I am an avid follower of Marianne Williamson. And if you’ve heard her lectures recently, you’ll know she is talking a lot about how the Spiritual Community needs to no longer stand on the sidelines as we wait for someone else to fix all the thing that need fixing in this world. The key is to first and foremost work on yourself, and then, to wake up each day and say this prayer from A Course in Miracles:
“Where would you have me go? What would you have me do? What would you have me say? And to whom?”
Which I have been doing. Showing up in my life committed to be of service. Constantly asking to be guided as how I can serve. Because, Marianne says, if we all trust in the higher power to guide us, then the work that needs to happen on this planet will get done by each and every one of us who shows up willingly to serve.