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Ever wondered where creative purpose begins? In this heartfelt episode, Dr. B — The Creativity Sensei — shares the origin story of her lifelong mission to “inspire others to do their art.” From her early days as a designer and writer to the moment of awakening during a quiet walking meditation, this story captures the spark that started it all. If you’ve ever asked yourself, “What should I do with my art?” — this video is your answer. 🌈 What You’ll Learn: How walking meditation can awaken creative insight The connection between art, passion, and purpose Why showing up for your art matters How one powerful question can change your creative path forever ✨ Watch to the end for a message every creative soul needs to hear. #CreativitySensei #doyourart #creativeinspiration #artistmotivation #creativejourney #artprocess #inspirecreativity #storytime #DrB #CreativePurpose Complete transcript: One of these days, I’m going to get back into my studio. I’m going to start recording again. I’m going to include more references and research, and build my credibility as the Creativity Sensei — Dr. B — while continuing to inspire you. I’m really all about inspiring others to do their art. That phrase came from a walking meditation I did about twenty-six, twenty-seven, maybe twenty-eight years ago. I actually have the date written down somewhere — I think it was November — but I’ll have to find it again and honor the beginning of this journey that I’m still on. I used to walk around my yard almost every day. I didn’t even know that what I was doing was a kind of meditation — a walking meditation. I didn’t realize that I could listen to myself and speak in ways that actually made sense. At the time, I had my own business — sewing and creating beautiful window treatments for interior designers. My husband, my MacGyver, would install them in homes all over New England and even as far as Florida and New York. But even then, I had this dream of being a writer. Many mornings, I’d get up before the kids woke up and sit at my computer — various computers over the years, with different word processors. I even had a StarWriter once — very limited memory, but it could print! I would spend an hour, sometimes ninety minutes, writing. Making up stories. Writing novels. One of those novels came from an idea that began in one of my first college classes — Art Appreciation. We sat in a large lecture hall with the lights dimmed while the professor showed us slides of great works of art from history. Our textbook was Janson’s History of Art — I still have my copy. We learned about different media, techniques, painters, and periods. I remember one sculpture in particular: Bernini’s The Ecstasy of St. Teresa. It showed an angel piercing the side of St. Teresa — her face filled with both pain and pleasure, carved entirely from marble. That image stayed with me for years. It found its way into my own creativity — a novel I called Searching for Ecstasy. It’s about a middle-aged woman, frustrated with her own art, who meets a much younger man — a bit of a rogue, a Renaissance man — who changes her life. He opens her mind, her heart, and her soul. Every morning, I worked on that book. I used to say, “I write so I can sew, and I sew so I can write.” Sewing was my business; writing was my passion. That novel is still one of my favorite creations — though very few people have read it. It’s tucked away on my laptop, always transferred from one device to the next so it won’t be lost. It’s about 140,000 words now — too long for a typical novel — but I imagine it as a fabulous beach read. So, why am I telling you this? Because we have to keep showing up. During that walk so many years ago, I asked myself, What should I do? Should I keep sewing? Keep writing? Maybe try painting like my mother, who was an accomplished oil artist? But instead, the answer came instantly: “Inspire others to do their art.” Do their art. Do their art. And right away, I felt that squishy, nervous feeling that tells you something is true. That was the gold I’d been seeking. So here I am, decades later, continuing that mission. Whatever art form you’re pursuing — it’s time. Do Your ARt! I’m Dr. B, the Creativity Sensei. I support you. We’re all in this together. The world will be a more beautiful place because of the art you are making. à bientôt