"I don't subscribe to many magazines, but if they came out with 'Good Enough Housekeeping,' that's one I would read."
I’m not buying you.
The leaves on my maples were teeny-tiny green spots against blue sky two weeks ago. This morning they form a lush blanket of oxygen-expelling softness, hiding my neighbors from sight. Their growth was rapid. Almost dizzying. It was time.
The next day, I found myself sitting in a vintage armchair in the spacious, light-filled, on-street studio storefront of Fioravanti. They make slow clothing and just opened a few weeks ago.
My 41st birthday is Monday. I'm taking myself to Orcas Island for the long weekend because I want to go slow.
I set out last year to create a new kind of magazine for women. One with no advertising that inspires and enlightens, gives voice to the heart, and celebrates true beauty.
Sample copies of Issue Two of Lucia arrived last week. I was so overwhelmed with my day job and the accompanying client communications (emails, deadlines, deliverables) that for a couple of hours I just let the FedEx box sit on my kitchen table. Unopened.
I think the real potential -- the ability to inspire and enlighten -- comes not with the number of followers one has or the size of the audience they reach, but with the meaningful exchanges that can only happen when there is a well-trodden path from one heart to another.
Everything we do creatively has already been done. In fact, someone else is probably doing it right now.