As I was handwashing sweaters today (a much dreaded activity), I thought about how women used to go to the riverbanks together to do their laundry. And as I washed alone in silence, I wondered the conversations that they would have.
As sure as I am that there were lighthearted conversations, I am equally sure there was sharing of knowledge from person to person and from generation to generation.
While I wrung my sweaters and wondered how to “lay [them] flat to dry”, I thought about those women by the riverbank sharing all they know with each other. They would have passed onto me so many ideas on how to lay my sweaters flat – ideas that were shared and tested over years washing alongside one another. And I imagined how many more innovations were shared between them.
In this modern age, innovation is still seen as coming from “eureka moment’s” by some nerdy guy in a garage. As Silicon Valley glamorous that scenario is, it feels quite soul-ness. And I wonder how differently innovation would be defined if 21st century women had our version of going to the riverbank to wash and chat and share ideas together.
A daily practice challenges the person who creates on “inspiration.” We have to mother everyday, and ultimately, it is the daily grind that gives us perspective, clarity and the “high’s” of motherhood. I am exploring if the same happens when I write everyday on the topics that normally light me up – motherhood, self-development, healing and creating. Sign up here to receive those thought nuggets in your inbox on the daily.