Posts Tagged ‘blogher recap’

BlogHer: First Thoughts.

I’ve been home for almost 24 hours, but I haven’t quite digested the whirlwind experience that was BlogHer 12 yet. As I said in my tweet this morning, it was awesome, and amazing, and inspiring, and absolutely, positively exhausting.

A few images from BlogHer.

The City

New York, the third time around, wasn’t nearly as intimidating. Of course, this time I had my iPhone, along with its maps, and apps, and general cheat sheets to help me find my way around. I still only saw a fraction of it. A corner of Central Park. FAO Schwartz. Fifth Avenue. ¬†Little Italy and the surrounding neighborhoods.

Just enough to make me want to see more.

Someday, I will.

The BlogHer Teaching

You guys? My Geek Bar sessions were amazing. When the time came, I wasn’t the least bit nervous. I knew I know my stuff. And I knew I could teach other people how to do what I know how to do. And I did.

My “students” said things like “light bulbs are going off right now.” And “oooohhhhh, so that’s what that means.” And, “wow, that finally makes sense.”

In other words, I did my job. And I enjoyed doing it. In fact, I think I’d like to do more teaching. I just have to figure out how and where.

The BlogHer Sessions

I chose the sessions I went to very carefully this year. I was looking for inspiration. And motivation. And straight up girl power. I found it all. In spades.

I am freshly motivated. Ready to make a difference. And prepared to take on the whole damn world if I have to. Can you hear me roar?

The BlogHer Keynotes

President Obama opened the conference. Need I say more?

The keynote speakers were amazing and inspiring and….see the very first sentence of this post. I came away with a sense of my own power – our own power. We women (bloggers and otherwise) are a force to be reckoned with. We run the whole damn world (the world just doesn’t always realize it).

I am thinking it’s our duty to do something with all that power. Something good. Who’s with me?

The BlogHer Bloggers

I love me some bloggers. Lady bloggers especially. They are my people.

I had so many fantastic conversations, I was almost hoarse by the end of the day. I made a habit of plunking myself down next to a random stranger. And walked away with quite a number of new contacts and friends.

The world is a fascinating place, filled with even more fascinating people. If you need proof, just go to next year’s BlogHer.

The BlogHer Travel

Sucked. That is all.

The Welcome Home

Made me never want to leave again. My daughter threw herself in my arms. My animals wrapped themselves around my legs. And my husband? Well, he sighed in relief.

In other words, I had a good time. I’ll write something deeper and more worthy of this blog. Later. After I recover. Right now? I need to sleep.

Let’s Talk About BlogHer, Baby.

Last year, I was a little underwhelmed with BlogHer. I didn’t learn as much as I thought I should. Didn’t connect with as many people as I hoped I would. Didn’t come home as transformed as I wished I could.

Not so this year.

This year? I had fun. I learned and connected. Laughed and cried. Hugged and got hugged. Socialized and…danced? Yes, Internet. I danced. In public. And not polite little shuffling, either. Nope, full on spastic dancing. I’d blame the alcohol, but I think it had more to do with the company.

3600 women in a room. Inspiring each other.

This is what 3600 women gathered together to inspire and be inspired looks like.

Because the women at BlogHer? Were (and are) amazing. I met good friends I’d been waiting to see. Made lots of new ones. Caught a ride from the airport with one bloggy crush. Chatted up another particularly non-scary blogging superstar at a party. Even shook hands with CecilyK (a woman who both inspires and frightens me).

One session brought on a mini nervous breakdown. Others bored me to tears. A speech by Jess Weiner motivated me to take on the world. The closing keynote made me want to tear it down.

But most importantly? The weekend left me profoundly grateful for the community I’ve become part of and spinning a little giddily, trying to process it all.

Will I go next year? I have no freaking clue. But man am I glad I got to go to this one.

I’ll probably write one more post about the whole mess before I’m through. And then we can move on, I promise. But you know what? After the amount of money I threw down? I better be able to mine more than one post out of it!