A Master of (Relationship) Ceremonies

Hi.

I’m so SQUEE today: I’m joining S.Joy Studios — Sarah J Bray’s glowing, brilliant company — as Master of Ceremonies (is that not the most ridiculously fantastic title?!).

Sarah gave me an incredibly warm welcome (where she talks about how we met, what I’ll be doing with the agency, and pancakes. Mmm…!)  —->

SJoy Studios - Cali Harris, Master of Ceremonies

I have been dancing on clouds since finding out that I was joining their team!

Know what else is neat? I’m still going to maintain Swaggering Vernacular, taking on really awesome client copywriting projects…but on a much more pared-down basis.

So, I still get to write—which is something I love doing. But what I love doing ever more-er than writing? Cultivating relationships. And working with a brilliant team. And I get to do both of those things as part of S.Joy Studios. I get to work with brainstorming genius @juliannecherie and coding genius @leahcreates! (I’m quickly adopting Sarah’s penchant for calling people “geniuses” — you know, that Thing we ALL have…the Thing we both love to do and are also skilled at in the most craftsman-like way possible).

I’m growing into my genius.

(I really feel that way…I’m realizing that the golden thread in all of my incredible jobs—from being a sales manager for a national brewery-restaurant group to being a project manager at a marketing agency to starting my own consulting business—has been relationship: connecting with people and dancing into communication with them to accomplish a goal. Neat.)

So, How Was Big Omaha?

“So, how was Big Omaha?!”

I’ve answered that question three and a half dozen different ways since returning from a conference that brought together 600 passionate people to talk innovation, startups, entrepreneurship and life. But the word I’ve used in all of my answers to that question? Transformative.

Big Omaha group photo, thanks Sillicon Prairie News

I can confidently say Big Omaha transformed me. And I will swagger out onto a limb and venture that the conference was transformative in one way or another for its attendees, organizers and speakers, too.

It sounds audacious, right? That this conference actually transformed me. But it did. Because it pushed a lot of my personal+professional boundaries. It connected me with heart-embiggening people. It challenged me to step into my skin. It made me think—lots—about my life-work.

Eenie, Meenie, Miney Moe — What Do I Do, Again?

Oy. When people ask me what I do, I often laugh and respond tartly: “I do awesome things.” “I’m a gater!”

Which doesn’t actually help people understand what I do.

At Big Omaha, I thought about dancing when people asked me what I do. I thought about fluidity. And so depending on the tone of our conversation, or what I knew about the other person, or who it was that introduced us, I chose from a variety of answers: I’m a copywriter. I’m a community builder. I’m working on a thesis in social entrepreneurship. I cofounded Reverb.

And it felt good to be flexible in my answers. Rather than shirking the question with a tart response, I answered genuinely. Instead of only talking about what I do that earns me money (copywriting & community management), I let the context inspire my response.

So all those people I met? They each have very different ideas about who I am and what I do. That’s kindoftotally awesome.

Owning “what I do”? Transformative.

Hey! People Think My Thesis is COOL!

WOWZERS. In Boulder, I catch flack about being in grad school (i.e., it’s a waste of time, waste of money, you should be out there shipping!).

At Big Omaha, someone asked, “Um, can I pay you to have a copy of your thesis when you’re done? I need that.” And they weren’t just being funny.

I now have someone who’s offered to pay to read my research (of course they’re getting a copy of my thesis priority-mailed to them when I’m done…I’m looking at you, Andy). Another amazing person offered to read drafts (thanks, Greg!). Someone else suggested (and then suggested several more times) that I publish (thank you, Jen!). I’m humbled.

Dust-covered masters’ theses on bookshelves across the country high-fived each other each time someone showed excitement about my work (I just know it).

Being reminded that my academic work is parallel to and as important as my non-academic work? Transformative.

About as Comfortable as a Cheap Wool Sweater on Bare Skin: My Comfort Zones

Know what I really found out? That I prefer one-on-one or small group connections. The happy hours and parties were so well-done and a blast, but I tended to shrink in those environments. No matter how many people describe me as bubbly, outgoing or uber-social—well, it doesn’t always stick. At Big Omaha I often chose to have an intense, super-connected conversation with one person versus a light conversation in a big group.

If this lands me in the “too serious” or “too intense” pile, that’s cool. I’ve discovered that the one-on-one connections are where I thrive. It’s an awesome discovery.

Acknowledging my areas of insecurity? Transformative.

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I wouldn’t have had this transformative experience without Zaarly. I won their Twitter contest for a ticket to the sold-out conference. The resulting “SQUEEEE!” defied all squees.

Zaarly free ticket to Big Omaha winnerNo one from Zaarly asked for anything in return—they didn’t ask for a mention on Twitter, nor a blog post highlighting the start-up—nothin’. I connected with founder & CEO Bo Fishback after Big Omaha, and he simply said: “We couldn’t have ended up with a better person to have there with us.” The people behind Zaarly are the real deal.

I think Zaarly has a fantastic launch story (really, how did they create such an amazing national grassroots support base?!). Check out zaarly.com or the iPhone app.

Hey Zaarly — THANK YOU. <3

Jots and Tittles

I’ve written one thousand words tonight

One thousand tears from my implacable fingers
One thousand drops of slow blue blood
One thousand prayers for guidance and direction

I have pried open
then sewn up
this verging, fertile heartland
dug up stunted growths
planted expectant seeds

Tonight I’ve gathered
qualms
long pangs
and small scruples

Tonight I’ve scattered
desires
gentle words
and prudent truths

I have unearthed
my emotional withholdings
restored the capacity to trust [you]
allotted terrain in my heartland

I’ve written one thousand words tonight
One thousand forward movements
One thousand exhalations of hope
One thousand whisperings of gratitude