Ideas aren’t hidden on the path.
Like fathers and grandfathers across our country, I watched children find Easter eggs this weekend. There wasn’t much hunting to it. Easter Egg pick-up might be a better description of the annual romp.
Our days are filled with paths full of eggs to find. Ideas and opportunities are spread in front of us waiting to be selected by a willing passerby.
The creative function is shrouded in heretical thinking that only the gifted can hatch an egg. But the creative process doesn’t necessarily require a muse. The process only suggests that we see what is on the path in front of us.
Every problem has an egg-in-wait.