When I walked into that ballroom in Anaheim and saw three hundred Mongolian women — mothers, business owners, students, grandmothers — I felt my heart beat faster. Two full days of learning and inspiration stretched ahead of us. And this time, I was not just attending. I was on the business panel, representing Washington state, telling the story of Amu Nutrition.
MWUC brings Mongolian women together from across the country, and this year Anaheim hosted us. For two days we learned together — about health, about business, about life. The energy in that room was something I will never forget: hundreds of women who had traveled far, paid their own way, arranged childcare, because they wanted more. More knowledge. More connection. More courage for their own dreams.
On the business panel, I shared the Amu Nutrition story honestly. I told them I am a Mongolian immigrant and a holistic nutritionist. I told them how I started blending Traditional Mongolian Medicine with modern nutrition, because I saw our community struggling with health problems and I knew our grandmothers' wisdom held answers. I talked about building both sides of the work — products like our shilajit and teas, and education programs that teach women how to use them. And I was honest about the hard parts: years of working harder than I ever imagined, learning business step by step, making mistakes, having slow months, and continuing anyway.
What I wanted those women to hear was not "look at my success." It was "I am still learning, and you can start too." So many Mongolian women have knowledge, skills, and dreams — but they quietly believe business is for other people. I stood on that stage to say: it can be for us. Start small. Start with what you know. Start with what your community needs. You do not need to have everything figured out. I certainly did not.
Being on that panel also taught me something about organizing at a bigger scale. An event for three hundred women does not happen by accident. Behind those two days were months of planning — the venue, the program, the speakers, the details nobody sees. Watching the MWUC team run it with such care reminded me why I love this work: when women gather with purpose, the planning fades and something larger takes over.
What inspires me most is the courage I saw in that room. Women taking notes during business sessions, asking sharp questions, exchanging contacts, dreaming out loud together. Mongolian women building things — businesses, careers, communities. Every time I witness it, my own belief grows stronger: we are capable of so much more than we were told.
Thank you to the MWUC organizers who built this gathering with such devotion — bringing three hundred women together for two days is enormous work, and they carried it beautifully. Thank you to my fellow panelists for sharing honestly and generously. And thank you to every woman who listened with an open heart, asked questions, and came to talk afterward. Your attention was a gift I do not take lightly.
This event rotates to a new city each year, and next year it goes to the East Coast. I will be there, and I hope even more of us will be there too. If you carry a dream — a business, a project, a change you want to make — start now, start small, and find your community of women to walk beside. Our stories matter. When one of us rises and tells the truth about how she did it, she shows the rest of us the way. And when we gather, three hundred strong, nobody can tell us our dreams are too big.