I miss the world of Rally (Rally!)

If you do not know what a Rally is, this is the idea that gave birth to the Rally.

It is a word — and concept — worthy of being enthusiastically exclaimed. And repeated. Rally!

Here is what I’m missing.

Everything that happened here at Sally the Rally the 1st.

Oh, the feather boas and the dancing around and the hilarity and the drinking of tea.

But mainly the massive getting done of stuff needing to be done.

Because the point of the Projectizing Rally is ridiculous amounts of done.

And not the done that emerges from guilt, stress or panic. It’s the doing that comes from feeling grounded, supported, excited, curious and inspired.

And zippy! Not forced zippiness, though. The kind of zip that shows up when you’re in the right place or wearing the right costume.

Aside from getting crazy amounts of stuff done:

It’s about the good parts of isolation: quiet, spaciousness, purpose, intention, clarity.

But without having to be in isolation, which, as Barbara so wisely says, is the dreamkiller.

The good parts of community: collaboration, shared goals, the power of a group.

But without having to be in the group, because you get your own time and do your own thing.

Anyway, I really, really want to be rallying again. Rally! Okay. I’m a little obsessed.

So I made up a list.

Of everything I’m working on that could really use a Rally right about now.

It is long.

The top two things, though, are these:

  1. Create a DIY Rally Kit-like-thing: so you guys will have the provisions and skills to rig your own Rally (Rally!), even when you can’t be with us at the Playground.
  2. Editing my 2011 and 2012 (tentative) schedules, based on needs and numbers.

Needs meaning everything that’s in the book of me. And numbers not necessarily being financial numbers. Just, you know, numbers.

Like this: I spend 45 minutes preparing for each client call, and another 20 minutes clearing out after. Or this: we spend a few thousand dollars a year on postage.

Anyway, numbers. I need to do some processing. Plus it’s been almost a year since I’ve had a round of giant sweeping changes in the business. Now seems good.

Here’s how this is going to work.

I’m going to make crazy progress on both of these at the next Rally. In the meantime, I’ll meditate on which of these gets rallied first. Or possibly flip a coin.

Either way, there is going to be a Rally and it is going to be fabulous.

Here are the dates:

Monday, October 11 at 5pm through Thursday, October 14 at 5pm

The next Rally (or, at least, the next Rally that is longer than just one day) will not be happening until end of January.

So. Sequence.

I’m telling you this now.

This afternoon I’m going to rewrite the page where you sign up, because I wrote most of it before I knew just how ridiculously effective rallying would be.

Then it goes to my designer to make it pretty. And then at Drunk Pirate Council, the First Mate and I will likely move the prices up to something not quite as symbolic.

If you can make it, it would be so very lovely to Rally with you.

Reminders.

  • If you’ve signed up for the Week of Biggification (password: pickles), you get one Rally as a bonus. You can come to this one or you can come to one next year.
  • We will keep the rallying small.
  • You don’t have to know what your project to be projectized is yet.
  • Obviously, everyone who comes will get the DIY Kit too when it’s ready.

I think that’s it.

Consider this the official shovel in the dirt for Rally the 2nd: Who Let the Iguanas Out. Or whatever I’m calling it tomorrow.

I’m headed to the Playground. But first I have to buy a bunch of gourds.

Here’s the pre-gorgeousness Rally page again.

If you would like, aside from celebrating and waving checkered flags for Rally (Rally!), I would love to get some help in the comments with:

  • ideas for good schwag
  • names for the next Rally (January)

Can’t wait to meet the next group of Rallions (or was it Rallyscallions?) and to get the DIY Rally-Rig thing done so everyone else can play too. Big love to everyone. Wild zen rumpus!

The Fluent Self