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Dear Creativity, Two years ago, I wrote you a letter. I promised you I would help professionals see that creativity isn’t reserved for tech companies or design firms. And of course — you did. Today, I look around and see how much has unfolded in just two years. And perhaps the most significant shift of all is the clarity that my path isn’t just about sparking creativity. It’s about helping women entrepreneurs and multipassionates hatch their early-stage ideas into life. You’ve had your hand in all of this, haven’t you? So here’s my new promise for the year to come: I promise to keep creating spaces where ideas feel safe enough to emerge, yet bold enough to grow. My hope for everyone I serve is that they leave my work feeling braver, lighter, and more alive. Two years ago, I embraced the title, The Innovation Doctor. So thank you for every nudge, every whisper, every reminder to trust the magic and take the step. Sending my love and admiration. 😘 Innovatively yours, |
A quiet newsletter for reflection, creativity, and moving ideas forward, one small step at a time.
Dear Creativity, There’s no shortage of problems to solve in our lives, but the paths we take to find solutions are many and varied. I’ve noticed that the difference between the masses and creators/innovators often comes down to a choice: whether we dance around a problem… or face it head-on and ask for help. Last year, a simple Kickstarter ad stirred something in me. It spotlighted a problem I had been quietly tolerating for years, working on the road with only a small laptop screen. You...
Dear Creativity, I’m almost a little ashamed that it took me eight months to complete this project.And at the same time, I’m deeply proud that I did. Since I was a child, I have been inspired by my mother’s ability to create beautiful things with crochet: quilts, doilies, bathroom covers, tablecloths, and dresses. Her skill level was extraordinary. She could look at a finished piece and figure out how to replicate it on her own. That’s how deeply she had mastered the craft. When she was...
Dear Creativity, Last month, I stumbled upon a praying mantis on my morning walk. It placed itself on the path of the walkway of my apartment complex as I began my journey. It was large, green, completely still, and alert against the gray pavement beneath it. In a world rushing past, it felt almost out of place. I remember wondering how many people would walk right by without noticing. I almost did too. But something made me stop. I’ve been carrying that moment with me ever since. The new...