Ton Zijlstra wrote about the first day of our unconference.
There’s too much for me to process right now to write more myself, other than this snippet, written to a friend last night:
I realized that, by being the organizer of the unconference, I wasn’t really able to “go to the unconference” myself. Which is not to say that I was disappointed at all, just that my experience was necessarily different. More the palpable thrill of catalyzing connections. And the frightening/joyful realization that it’s possible to tenaciously conjure good things.
We gather for day two, starting with a walk to the Charlottetown Farmers’ Market, in 90 minutes.
