Monday, I attended the 20th Biennial World Conference of the World Council for Gifted and Talented Children. It ended today, and my brain is full to the brim with new information. My heart is full to the brim with the wonderful satiety of community.
I have never really stepped into the gifted world. I've just kept my toe in the edge of the stream through the gifted homeschooling community. Until this week, I didn't realize what I was missing out on.
I went to the conference because it was in my hometown, and seemed like it would be interesting. I felt lucky to be able to participate in a conference that I never would have attended had it not been local. Now that it's all over, I feel even luckier.
Every morning, I dragged myself out of bed at 6:30. Anyone who knows me knows that this is an amazing feat in and of itself. I am not really a morning person, and I can be a bit whiney about it. The fact that I not only survived getting up at 6:30 four days in a row, but I also didn't complain about it is, quite frankly, a bloody miracle. And that miracle is what I want to talk about.
One of the things I learned more about this week is Dabrowski's theory of Overexcitabilities. One of the overexcitabilities is Intellectual Overexcitabilities. It is characterized by "thirst for knowledge, discovery, questioning, love of ideas and theoretical analysis, search for truth." (Living With Intensity Daniels and Piechowski) Well, that pretty much sums me up in a nutshell. I occasionally have what I like to call a crisis of rut. I'm stuck in a rut. I've wanted to go back to school for some time, but not to get a degree. What I want is to learn, to be exposed to new ideas, to find other people to bounce ideas off, and to share my ideas with other people. I am looking for community. This week, I found it.
I didn't talk to a lot of people. I mostly absorbed information. My brain was going 90 miles an hour and it was wonderful. But, I did talk to people. I met people. I made connections with people whom I may never see again, but probably will. You see, I like this community because they are passionate about making sure gifted children get the support they so badly need. If I can figure out a way, I'll be at the NAGC conference in November.
I walked to my car each afternoon full of happiness. That 6:30 time came early each morning, but my brain never let me roll back over and go back to sleep. It was too afraid it would miss something. Have you found your community?