Last week, I decided a creative project of mine deserved a creative workspace. A change of scenery truly does wonders for me. So, The Clark became my office for the day. Having taken up solo residence at a shade-covered table, I shared it with transient diners over the course of the afternoon. The last diner was an older women thoroughly engrossed in her book.
No sooner had I typed the words real women can inspire and energize other real women, another woman commented to my tablemate about how luxurious it was to just relax and read in this utterly beautiful spot as she sauntered by us.
It made both of us look up; and I joked about how banging on a laptop probably didn't look as luxurious. After she asked what I did for work and I shared, she gave me a huge smile. Then, she whipped out a hand-bound to-do list filled with her illustrations. Hearing I coached and strategized with women, she figured I'd be into it. (Of course, I was!) Each page was for a different sphere in her life - with a pocket to hold task-related index cards or other ephemera, plus loads more illustrations. While so different than my tech-based, digital list in Remember The Milk, we were each getting shit done. (Apologies for being the most visually-stunted blogger ever and forgetting to just snap a photo of her handiwork.)
You never know when or how, but real women do inspire and energize other real women.