I’m sitting at my office desk, slowly packing for a flight I have later this evening, having just read a few of the comments a letter I wrote to Kona, our beloved dog that died in August.

Inspiration as a resource—as it relates to those that make and share through their creative medium, and in turn, motivating you to write or read or draw or paint or sing or dance or take an improv class.

While community used to be something I nurtured in public, it’s now something I tend to in the shadows of my day-to-day (between appointments, after work, before I sit down with my coffee, while fussing over my rosebushes, or over long weekends).

Rather than thinking of resources as something fixed and unchangeable, we’ll focus on the resources that work for (and with) us right now. The resources that might change shape or drop off for awhile.