I'd much rather talk about the week prior. It was the week where I, panic attack-prone, socially awkward Lindsay White lept outside my comfort zone not only once, but twice.
The first leap was during Rock n Roll Camp for Girls San Diego. It was the first event of its kind in our town, and I was thrilled to participate. I even signed up to facilitate a songwriting workshop. My wedding took place two weeks before the camp was scheduled to start, so I kind of held off on preparation for the workshop until the big day passed. Once the wedding dress and false eyelashes came off, it was go time.
It was precisely this moment that I realized how effing nervous I was. While I am confident in my songwriting abilities, I never really attempted to drop knowledge on anyone, let alone young girls. Furthermore, I found out I would be co-facilitating with someone who I had never met, who lived in a different town. Anxiety levels were sky-high, but I was determined. I knew it was the fear of the unknown that was getting to me. If I could just tap into my event planning skills, wrap my head around the logistics of the presentation, and create a general timeline, I'd be good to go. Thankfully after great calls with Mai from the L.A. camp as well as my co-facilitator Brooke, the presentation started to gel. The night before the workshop, I spread all my supplies out on the living room floor and practiced each activity several times with my new wife acting as guinea pig (such duties come with the role).
The presentation came and went, and it was successful! It wasn't rocket science or anything, but I hope we at least scratched the surface of songwriting elements and tools. As the week went on, I was so in awe of both the campers and the volunteers for their bravery, enthusiasm, and commitment to the entire process. I was proud to be part of such an empowering event, and proud of myself for swimming upstream against that current of anxiety that flows through me on a daily basis.