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Event Planning
May. 14th, 2012 07:42 amAnother NCNW camp has come and gone, and I was right there in the middle of it all, helping to make it happen. Some patterns emerge...
In the months leading up to it, I was all too aware that the organizer's group was too thin, we were too few to create such an ambitious undertaking. My greatest fear was that we would break ourselves against the task, only to have it blow up in our faces and go sour. Which didn't happen. The center held, we pulled it off, and mostly people feel good about our accomplishment.
For me, I'm reminded of the weeks and days leading up to the WTO demonstrations, and how long it took me in the aftermath to feel good about what we'd done: When the project is bigger that the person, it's not easy to look it over and choose parting words.
I *do* feel good about what I've done, what we've done, I just wish I could see more impact. It's not that the effort was wasted, it's more like taking that hill was more expensive than we'd imagined it would be.
My mind can't seem to lurch out of the battlefield metaphors. I find myself thinking that if the right people and the right situation emerge, you can create blooded troops without them having to have killed or died. Weird, eh?
In the months leading up to it, I was all too aware that the organizer's group was too thin, we were too few to create such an ambitious undertaking. My greatest fear was that we would break ourselves against the task, only to have it blow up in our faces and go sour. Which didn't happen. The center held, we pulled it off, and mostly people feel good about our accomplishment.
For me, I'm reminded of the weeks and days leading up to the WTO demonstrations, and how long it took me in the aftermath to feel good about what we'd done: When the project is bigger that the person, it's not easy to look it over and choose parting words.
I *do* feel good about what I've done, what we've done, I just wish I could see more impact. It's not that the effort was wasted, it's more like taking that hill was more expensive than we'd imagined it would be.
My mind can't seem to lurch out of the battlefield metaphors. I find myself thinking that if the right people and the right situation emerge, you can create blooded troops without them having to have killed or died. Weird, eh?
