Finding Bliss (but not at Blissdom).

There is a place I’d love to be right now. Blissdom. No, it’s not a state of mind – it’s a conference for women who write. There are women there I know, women there I follow on Twitter, and women there who I know would inspire me and challenge me. But I’m not there. I’m here.

Living room. Austin, Texas. NOT Blissdom.
It feels strange to blog about blogging while wishing to be at a conference about blogging. But given my love of words and phrases and the quirky, lovely journeys this life has to offer, I guess it makes sense in a strange way. From writing about my personal journey (and the never-to-be-finished recipography) here to writing about the beautiful faces of orphans with my friend Courtney at Wordpainters, or even keeping my daily diary of inspirations at 365thousand, words are my friend. And from time to time, my words have their place in the care and feeding of others. That makes me smile.

So what am I doing that’s keeping me from Blissdom?  Today, it’s flying.
Sweet hubby, cheering me on via Starbucks.
(my head just got a little light thinking about this) I’ve got trapeze lessons at 4. Me. Trapeze. Me. Trapeze. Dang. 
If I survive, I’m then packing my bags and flying to Romania to work with RedPage Ministries. It will be my first time in the country, and having the opportunity to meet and fall in love with new friends is amazing. I’ll be posting the stories of the journey, so please join me.
So, to you ladies of Blissdom, please share the cool things you learn. I promise to share things I learn too. If you haven’t met me yet, here’s a little something that might give you insight into the way I see things.

UPDATE: Sigh. It happened. I have proof. I was a wimp. I may have cried. And there’s definitely a lessson in this.

She flies through the air. But there is no ease.

My best work. Just hanging. Not swinging. 

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About Ronne Rock

Ronne Rock’s heart finds its strongest beat where beauty and pain collide – because hope always finds us in the shattered places. There’s more than 30 years of marketing and communications experience in her bones, and she finds great joy in sharing leadership wisdom as a regular contributor to Orange Leaders and QARA. But more often than not these days, she's with the vulnerable in difficult places around the world, gathering stories that change stories. Find Ronne's words in "For You, Love" the prayer journal that invites you to respond, and in Everbloom, a collection of stories from the Redbud Writers Guild. She is currently writing, "Building Eden: Principles of a Grace-Filled Leadership that Restores and Redeems." 

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6 thoughts on “Finding Bliss (but not at Blissdom).”

  1. Hey there! I'm stopping by from the NoGo Blissdom blog hop! I love that "today you fly" your husband wrote on your coffee lid, right? How sweet! ok, and terrifying…but sweet! LOL

  2. I am hoping over from the No-Go Blissdom blog hop and all I can say is WOW! You are a brave one (tears or no!) from trapeze to Romania…awe inspiring. I hope you are blessed with a safe trip!

    BTW, you husband is a sweetie to leave you such a love note.

  3. Wow! You are flying!!! That is so cool… and practice makes perfect right? How sweet of your husband to be such an encourager! Romania sound like a wonderful adventure.

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