I had a nightmare last night where I ended up in a suffocating panic. In the dream, I ran out of ideas. My creative well had come up empty. I was asked to contribute to a project and had nothing to give but my dull blank stare. I could not even doodle in my notebook. Perhaps I even turned into a righty (the horror, I take such pride in being left-handed)!
This morning, after one cup of coffee, so far, so good. Tried to think of a social gaming concept today. I thought it was very clever, others did too.
When I looked back over it later, breaking down the idea, I realized I had not really done anything revolutionary or new, but just combined several other ideas and concepts that I had seen before. It is nothing really new.
Oh god… the panic again! Was I re-living my nightmare?
But how often do we really see revolutionary ideas verse the evolutionary combination of thoughts or concepts around us? How many Steve Jobs are there? I think that we often ask ourselves that to feel better. But why settle?
Each one of us as the potential to have a idea just as powerful as the concepts that came from Steve Job’s brain. NEVER. EVER. SETTLE! Push harder. We all have a beautifully wonder tool between our ears that truly knows no bounds.