#UNCO11

Cathartic. If I had one word to describe the Unconference (#unco11) experience for me, personally, it would be cathartic. I was traveling to Stony Point, right on the edge of my father’s death. In fact, I wondered several times if I should not go… my emotions were raw and I was exhausted. But I needed to be surrounded by friends, and I knew that I wouldn’t have to keep it together with the people who were there. I could cry, or laugh, or lose my temper, or do all three at the same time, and it would be okay.

The Tribe. This is the sort of gathering where the quality of the experience completely depends on who shows up (well… that and the mad logistic skills of Christopher Harris). Thanks to Ryan Kemp-Pappan and Brian Merritt’s interactive promotional genius and design as well as Michael Gyura’s ability to take our ideas and put them in a website, some amazing people were there. There were many people who could not be there, and I found myself aching for their presence. Even so, those who showed were unbelievable: scholars, techies, activists, pastors, writers, artists, students, entrepreneurs and musicians. We gathered from all different geographical regions, and most of us had a terrible time getting there… and getting home (there were murmurings of an Unco Travel Curse). But it was worth it to be around such incredible energy.

Clearly, it’s going to be a special person who decides to go to an open-space gathering, hosted by unicorns and robots. We were all creative scrappers. We didn’t talk much about the hot topics of the church, no one took a litmus test, but I imagine that most of us were progressive or liberal. We were people who may not have the cushiest positions, but we oozed with imagination. We understood that it won’t necessarily be our calling to serve the most prestigious church or to climb the ladder of tall-steeple leadership, but to create new ministries. It was fascinating and beautiful to watch the friendships bloom in all of it. We knew that we had this small amount of time together, and we needed to make the most of it.

The Worship. Worship was intense. (Lara Blackwood Pickrel described the communion here.) Meredith Kemp-Pappan led the worship team. The liturgy was not just spoken, it was yelled. We didn’t sing hymns, but belted them out. There was dancing. Even among the Presbyterians. The litanies brought me to tears on several occasions. The silence was deep, even when it was sprinkled with the laughter of rowdy children. Though the preachers in the room could rival those at the Festival, we didn’t have any sermons. Somehow, it just didn’t seem to fit. Instead, the leaders did beautiful things with the Scriptures—hand motions (the genius of MB) or reading them in different languages.

Kid Unco. I think that it’s safe to say that for all the participants, what was happening with the Kids was as important as what was going on with the adults. Megan Dosher did an amazing job, along with Bette Lynn Ramsey, and Becky Durham.

The Garage. Above all, the Unconference is a percolator and sustainer of ideas and mission. As Aric Clark tweeted:

What they dont tell u about #unco11 – it will be the most intensly productive time of ur existence.

If I had a metaphor for Unco, it would be a giant garage that’s dedicated to the work of the church. Imagine this space where the band is writing music, next to the computer geeks who are soldering wires, next to the graffiti artist who is carefully cutting out stencils, next to the people who are crafting their own role-playing games, next to poets who are struggling with meter and rhyme to create beautiful liturgy. Many people in the garage have spent their life, working with the poor and have a burning concern for injustice. We don’t really know all of what’s being produced, but we just know that this is the place where you can create. And, in all of it, kids are running around and playing as well.

What will become of it? Well… we’ll have to see. We have Liturgy Link and #mercypercolator from #unco10. I do know that the back-end of Unco has definitely been as much work as the front end. And for that, I am very pleased…

Still confused about what Unco is? Here are some posts that do a better job of describing it (pre- and during and post- Unco)

Derrick Weston
Josh Hale
Mick Bradley
Derek Wadlington
Scott Thompson
Crystal Lewis: Pre and during.
Becky Durham: Before, Church, The Process, Kid Unco
Abbie Watters: On My Way, Arriving and Arrival, At, and Leaving.
MB McCandless has an Unco tab on her site. Here are her pre-unco words. Please watch what comes from this incredibly thoughtful and gifted person.
Eric Ledermann
Jason Cashing writes our official press release.
Chris Johnson
Daniel Hayward
Joe Smith
Beth Scibienski

Who/what am I missing? Please let me know, and I’ll add it to the list!

4 thoughts on “#UNCO11

  1. Excellent synthesis here. I really like the garage metaphor. Stuff gets done at unco.

    I have some ideas for how to incorporate preaching into worship at unco using many voices.

  2. Carol,

    Your way with words is powerful. The garage image is beautiful and earthy, and accurate. Thanks for including me in your list of thoughtful responses to #unco11. I have been reading many of the other responses, and though they vary greatly, they all seem to resonate with my own experience.

    It was truly a wonderful time and I am so thankful to the people who dreamed this up and took the risks to make it happen. May this experience breathe into each of us new life and RE-newed possibilities for the Body of Christ.

    Peace and blessings on your continued mourning and healing. I’m glad to hear unco was cathartic for you. 🙂

  3. As I nurse my post-unco11 cold, all I can come up with are melancholy thoughts. I’m not ready to write (more than a comment, here) on a screen, so my yellow legal sheets of paper are on my bed next to me, as I listen to country music. All the linked posts were good, and it was good to read them all together, back to back. The post by Chris spoke to my experience–I am overwhelmed. I think Unco11 broke some things in me that needed to break, but it’s exhausting to pick up the pieces.

    Also, no joke about the Travel Curse (or merely “the science of traveling around NYC in late May”)I stood in a customer service line on Thursday at the airport for an hour and a half. I was at the airport for a total of 5 hours before returning to Andy’s house, to start the whole thing again the next morning.

    So, unco11 broke me. I took today as a sick day. Fortunately, I have the next three days to recover before I have to return to being a librarian.

    My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit;
    a broken and contrite heart
    you, God, will not despise. (Psalm 51:17)

  4. Carol, this is an excellent summary. And I must agree: the worship was phenomenal. I was moved to tears more than once. I loved the raw emotion, and it meant a lot to be among so many people who were trying to sense the next move of the Spirit. I’m so glad I was there. 🙂

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