My time at BlogHer ’11 was everything I had hoped and more. It was a magical weekend for a multitude of reasons, but I am beyond exhausted from all the festivities, so I will share them later this week.
There is, however, one highlight I am bursting to write about.
First, some back story.
A few months ago, while driving home from the hip hop dance class I take with some local bloggers, including Theresa from Rock on Mommies, I was crazy hyper with energy and excitement. That class brings me so much joy and I remember thinking, “I wish I could feel this way all the time. How can I bring more dance into my life and to others?”
In an instant, the word flashmob popped into my head. I called Theresa, on my wireless headset of course, and it didn’t take much convincing.
“Let’s do it,” she said.
I vividly remember that conversation as I could feel the implantation of something incredible taking place. We discussed many options of how, when, and where it could possibly happen, and then ultimately came up with the idea to do it at BlogHer.
A series of serendipitous events led to me getting in touch with the BlogHer planning team which gave it the validity it needed to set it in motion; we began putting the word out to our virtual friends, got connected to another group of gals who were wanting to do a flashmob, and it snowballed from there.
We dubbed our covert mission #OperationGlory, kept in touch via a private facebook page, spent countless hours recruiting people via Twitter and Facebook, and ran virtual rehearsals on UStream. There were constant moments of highs and lows for me, and as with anything this big, there were some days I wanted to pull the plug. In fact, Theresa and I had ourselves convinced that only five people would stand up on the actual day, but ultimately we knew that even if it was just the two of us, at least we were doing what we set out to do.
A month later, #OperationGlory was born at 12:15 pm in the lunch area of the BlogHer ’11 conference. Though it is all a bit of a blur, it went something like this:
I looked T in the eye and asked her if she was ready.
She smiled and confirmed.
I texted the A/V tech. “Ready. Loud.”
The music started.
I lost all feeling in my legs from nerves.
The entire pavilion filled with explosive positive energy. People gathered around, began hooting and hollering, and immediately pulled out their flip cams.
All I could do was smile and just pray that my body would remember the steps without my brain because euphoria had taken over. Smiles everywhere. Love in the form of camaraderie and team spirit.
Three minutes later, I crossed off an item on my bucket list.
As with any birth, there were tears of joy, all around the room, from dancers and spectators alike. All of us MobHers, then piled into one big huddle of love, hugging and happy-tearing. It was one of the most joyous moments of my life.
Those three short minutes proved the power of music, dance, teamwork and courage. It takes a lot of hutzpah to get up in the middle of a GIGANTIC pavilion filled with thousands of your peers to do a dance like that, and ALL of the women who participated felt the same rush of joy and adrenaline, just like I did.
We will all share that bond, forever.
Big thanks go to Lori & Elisa for granting us permission to follow through on our scheme, Erin for connecting me with them, and Annie for connecting so well with me when we found out that there were two flashmobs in the works.
Also, I need to thank Jen of Not Just Another Jen, as she was my angel, helping me “make shit happen” on the days and hours leading up to the event.
I give big, huge, gigantic props and much love to every single woman who participated in this dance. As I said above, it can be intimidating and terrifying to do what we just did. Thank you for taking a risk with us!
And lastly, I want to thank Theresa, for her hot dance moves, her bravery, and most of all, her friendship. You’re my girl, T.
More BlogHer recaps to follow. Until then, enjoy this video of #OperationGlory.
If you happen to be inspired by this flashmob business, Theresa and I are already at work on planning the next one at a wicked awesome place in SoCal, so shoot me an email.