Origin Story - the Pen
Our origin can be traced back to a few different points in history. For me, the real turning point started the day that Scott said the words most people relish, "I have a present for you!". Now, let me preface this by saying that I am not a good gift receiver. I was raised in a wonderfully hard-working frugal family of 7. I don't much care for having "stuff" for the sake of having "stuff", nor do I have a very good poker face when presented with gifts. So, typically when someone gives me something, left brain kicks in and starts working out the logistics of "where will I keep this? How will I use it? They really shouldn't have..." and it takes the fun out of the experience (ironically I love giving gifts - go figure).
That evening Scott gave me a small velvet sleeve with the PRETTIEST wooden pen I have ever seen in my life! It was an instant treasure not only because of its beauty and functionality, but because it was made by a dear friend. I took the pen with me to the dental office I worked at the next day, and vowed to let no on else touch it. It was far to valuable a gift to risk loosing. It didn't take long, however, for me to change my tune. You see, I wanted to share the JOY I felt using my pen with others.
So, I started putting it to the test. When patients would need to sign something I would hand them my wooden pen. 9 times out of 10 the person would stop, look at it, and comment on how beautiful a pen it was before actually using it. Some would examine it, twirling it around in their hands to see it from every angle. Others would literally gasp, or tell me Scott should sell pens, or joke about walking off with it. Luckily none of them succeeded in doing the latter, though I was prepared to jump over my desk and wrestle it out of someone's hands had the situation presented itself!
The biggest surprise to come from sharing my pen was the connections it forged. By handing patient's my treasured pen, I was creating a momentary relationship of trust. Trust that they would treat it appropriately and not walk of with it. That trust was shown back to me and created the foundation for may friendships. It also showed them that I valued them enough to want them to use something nice (and I really did. We had the best patients and leaving them to build Nadarra was difficult). I think our culture reasonably promotes the mentality of, "don't share something you aren't willing to use". But my fear of loosing my pen (or my job for tackling anyone who tried to take it from me) paled in comparison to my desire for people to feel special, taken care of, and valued.
When Scott and I decided to launch Nadarra Creations, we knew that our efforts would only feel worth the work if they were enriching people's lives. We believe that people should have nice things. We want what we make you to be as exquisite as possible, because everyone is deserving of it. We want you to feel special and unique, because you are. We want you to share in the "joy of the wooden pen". Design your treasure, knowing that it will be one-of-a-kind, just like you.