I got back last night after a 15 hour road trip, returning home to New Jersey from the Wild Goose Festival in North Carolina.
ICYMI (in case you missed it), here is my blog post from last year's adventure, "Wild Goosed." And also, ICYMI, the essay I wrote about belly dancing and ministry while attending last year's Goose can be found in this book: From Each Brave Eye.
Wild Goose is a 3 day outdoor festival of music, speakers, and an eclectic mix of emergent-ish, evangelical-ish, main-line-ish people. It pulls heavily from the southeast, particularly the Carolinas, Virginia, Tennessee, and Georgia. We drew about 2,000 people to the town of Hot Springs, NC. We had about 250 volunteers who helped pull this off.
Wild Goose is not my usual fare. But I seem to have slipped into it just fine. I have to say thank you to my friend, Hugh Hollowell. He runs an organization called Love Wins, a ministry and congregation with homeless and housing vulnerable folks in Raleigh. This is a shameless plug for his organization, and for their campaign: StopHobophobia.
The music was great, with Run River North opening for the Indigo Girls on Saturday night. I was going to list out the speakers who moved me in particular, but the list got too long. Check out the website for the list of speakers and their topics. There was a wide variety, the likes of which most Christian conferences do not see.
My favorite moment of the entire festival may have been Sunday morning when most people were busily packing up their belongings, and I discovered four children who had taken over the open mic.