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, and ride on the breeze dancing in the spaces in between.
And just like that…a poem wants to be written.
A song hums in the back of my throat, traveling deep in my heart.
A dance moves through my hands and the pace of my steps.
You and nature don’t shout.
You invite.
You spark.
You whisper, look closer… stay curious… feel this.
And I do with pleasure and awe.
Innovatively yours,
Dr. Abigail
