09-05-2013, 12:09 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-05-2013, 12:10 AM by Bring4th_Austin.)
It has taken me a few days to process the weekend, which I think is about normal for Homecoming. Last year, I didn't know what to expect, and I was blown away by what I experienced. In my life, I had not ever had the chance to interact with even one person on the same wave-length as me (spiritually). Being thrust into a huge group of people beaming with the brightest light and the warmest love was intense and it caught me off-guard. It was surreal, intense, and when it was over, I crashed.
This year was different for me in many ways, mainly being the fact that I knew what to expect. And those expectations were high. I thought a few times, "What if I'm disappointed because it won't be such a new thing for me this time?" Well, expectations were definitely met and it was every bit the amazing weekend I was hoping for and more. Except this time around, it wasn't such a sharp vivid experience, and there was no crash afterwards. I was sad to see people leave thinking that I might not see them again til next year at best. But this year, I am still uplifted by the sheer amazingness of the people that come to Homecoming, and how deep and meaningful, yet light and fun each interaction is. In lieu of any "after Homecoming blues" I would expect to experience is just a sheer appreciation of everything and everyone about the weekend. It was freaking amazing.
It was hot, humid, and stuffy. Breezes were few and far between. But that didn't damper spirits at all. Saturday, just like last year, the skies opened up and rain poured after lunch as we struggled to keep the presentations going while protecting the electronics and make sure the presenters could be heard. Saturday night, while we were at dinner, a massive MASSIVE storm rolled through and blew down the tent. Water accumulated on top and the strong winds caused the large poles supporting the canopy to bend all different directions, and managed to snap one right in half. This ended up being one of those "blessings in disguise." GLB called the company we rented it from and a man just happened to be in the office late on a Saturday night. He came out to survey the damage and, even though they aren't normally open on Sunday, managed to get a crew together to come and replace the bent poles and restore the tent. This wasn't done by the time we were scheduled to start on Sunday, but we simply shifted the circle a bit to another part of the yard, amidst one of Jim's beautifully landscaped flower and stone gardens, which ended up being a perfect and amazing setting for the morning's presentations.
I could probably write a book about how much I love and appreciate everyone who traveled from near and far to be there and share their light. It was great to meet a couple B4thers who I hadn't met before and see the old friends who feel like family. It was an all around spectacular and thoroughly exhausting weekend.
This year was different for me in many ways, mainly being the fact that I knew what to expect. And those expectations were high. I thought a few times, "What if I'm disappointed because it won't be such a new thing for me this time?" Well, expectations were definitely met and it was every bit the amazing weekend I was hoping for and more. Except this time around, it wasn't such a sharp vivid experience, and there was no crash afterwards. I was sad to see people leave thinking that I might not see them again til next year at best. But this year, I am still uplifted by the sheer amazingness of the people that come to Homecoming, and how deep and meaningful, yet light and fun each interaction is. In lieu of any "after Homecoming blues" I would expect to experience is just a sheer appreciation of everything and everyone about the weekend. It was freaking amazing.
It was hot, humid, and stuffy. Breezes were few and far between. But that didn't damper spirits at all. Saturday, just like last year, the skies opened up and rain poured after lunch as we struggled to keep the presentations going while protecting the electronics and make sure the presenters could be heard. Saturday night, while we were at dinner, a massive MASSIVE storm rolled through and blew down the tent. Water accumulated on top and the strong winds caused the large poles supporting the canopy to bend all different directions, and managed to snap one right in half. This ended up being one of those "blessings in disguise." GLB called the company we rented it from and a man just happened to be in the office late on a Saturday night. He came out to survey the damage and, even though they aren't normally open on Sunday, managed to get a crew together to come and replace the bent poles and restore the tent. This wasn't done by the time we were scheduled to start on Sunday, but we simply shifted the circle a bit to another part of the yard, amidst one of Jim's beautifully landscaped flower and stone gardens, which ended up being a perfect and amazing setting for the morning's presentations.
I could probably write a book about how much I love and appreciate everyone who traveled from near and far to be there and share their light. It was great to meet a couple B4thers who I hadn't met before and see the old friends who feel like family. It was an all around spectacular and thoroughly exhausting weekend.