Dear Creativity, I said yes to that business planning retreat for one reason: two full days to focus on my ideas. And maybe — if I’m honest — I could have stayed somewhere basic. A plain hotel room. Beige walls. A desk that reminded me of all the tasks I should be doing instead of dreaming. It would have worked. Technically. But I didn’t want to be practical. I wanted to be wrapped in inspiration — morning, noon, and night. So I chose this beautiful boutique hotel, The Mining Exchange. A...
8 days ago • 1 min read
Dear Creativity, You got me excited about HatchDay. I followed the spark. I mapped ideas. I said yes to the possibility.But lately, something’s been nudging me — gently, steadily — in a different direction. At first, I resisted. Wasn’t I supposed to follow through? Wasn’t this what you wanted? But you’ve never been about straight lines. You’ve always been more about movement — the kind that surprises, pauses, and pivots. This weekend, I was driving with an old friend through Garden of the...
15 days ago • 1 min read
Dear Creativity, In a recent gathering, someone asked, “What do you need to release to be able to fully participate in this experience?” Without hesitation, I said, “Time.” I’ve been thinking about that answer ever since. My relationship with time has felt a little off lately. Some days, it feels compressed, like I have to stay constantly in motion just to keep up. Other days, time feels like it’s accelerating beyond anything I can grasp. How is it already June? I don’t feel like I’ve lived...
23 days ago • 1 min read
Dear Creativity, As spring prepares to pass the baton to summer, I find myself captivated by what’s blooming around me. A new flower seems to appear every time I step outside —not just in color or shape, but in mood. In energy. In personality. It feels like nature is showing off a bit.I am not mad at that. Mother Nature has earned the right. What amazes me most is how effortlessly you seem to collaborate with her.You tuck yourself inside the curve of a petal, hide in the shimmer of pollen,...
30 days ago • 1 min read
Hey Reader, Can you believe it? We’ve already hosted four amazing Rubber Duck Sessions, and each one has brought more insight, energy, and clarity into the world. Whether you’ve come once or keep showing up, you’ve helped shape this growing community of curious thinkers, idea-builders, and brave untanglers. 💡🧶 Now it’s time for the next chapter. The next Rubber Duck Sessions is happening: 🗓️ Thursday, June 12 @ 5:00–6:30 PM PT 💻 Live on Zoom 🎟️ Save your seat here » This space is for you if...
about 1 month ago • 1 min read
You don’t need more time. You need to decide. — Seth Godin Dear Creativity, Some days feel ordinary on the surface — just another Saturday, just another item on the calendar.But yesterday… something shifted. Yesterday, the date itself seemed to call something forward.A quiet deadline became a doorway.I hit record on a video interview — just a tech test, I told myself.But then something clicked. It wasn’t just a test. It was the beginning.The first episode of Creative Side Effects.The moment...
about 1 month ago • 1 min read
Color is a power which directly influences the soul. — Wassily Kandinsky Dear Creativity, You were everywhere this weekend.In the hand-crafted signs.In the costumed classes marching through time.In the joyful noise of old friends reuniting after years. But last night? Last night, you outdid yourself. I sat in a stadium filled with Princeton graduates from across the decades.Different years and journeys—but all of us are connected by something shared. And then the fireworks began. Not just...
about 1 month ago • 1 min read
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper. — W.B. Yeats Dear Creativity, Nature gave me a feast today.Fields of yellow lupin sweetened the air as we made our way to the beach,the buzzing of bees, the soaring cries of birds —a soundscape as alive as the colors. And then the sea — loud, crashing, wild. The sun warmed my shoulders, and a breeze cooled my face just as quickly.Salt touched my lips.The scent of the ocean wrapped around me. It was one of...
about 2 months ago • 1 min read
A jack of all trades is a master of none, but oftentimes better than a master of one. Dear Creativity, It’s Mother’s Day, so of course I’ve been thinking about my mother. And you. Because she was creativity, too. Soft and radiant. Quietly powerful. Ever making, ever shaping. By day, she was a nurse—practical, grounded, steady. But when she came home, she became something more.A baker. A cook. A seamstress. A host. A healer.A woman of many skills and endless reinvention. She crocheted like a...
about 2 months ago • 1 min read
Sometimes what you’re looking for isn’t far away — it’s just hiding in the details. Dr. Abigail Dear Creativity, I took a close-up of my drink —not because I needed another photo, but because something about the colors, textures, and contrast begged to be noticed. The chili.The dried citrus.The salt clinging to the rim.Up close, it didn’t even look like a drink anymore. It looked like something else entirely —a tiny world, full of heat and story and sharp edges softened by light. You’ve...
2 months ago • 1 min read