Welcome to
The Meristem
Letters!

For the entrepreneurial types out there who also care about social impact, art, philosophy & not fitting in to just one box.

Yes, I’m in  →In your inbox, every Wednesday.

What exactly is The Meristem Letters?

Quite simply - it's a weekly newsletter written by yours truly. There are 5 sections of the newsletter all designed and curated to speak to you as a full human - not just your polished LinkedIn version or your fun, dinner party version.

Additionally, through the newsletter, I will invite you to events I'm hosting because I'm interested in building a community. Think online roundtable discussions, workshops, and more.

(This community piece is still unfolding, so stay tuned)

Tell me more about the newsletter.

Every issue has five sections that I carefully curate just for you.

Ramblings

Here's where I'll ramble a bit about a business realization, a philosophical learning or life experience - it may be a little unpolished, but I promise there will always be a takeaway relevant to you as a multifaceted human!

A Little Something Beautiful

Take a deeeeep breath, and enjoy the art that I curated for you. Slow your pace for just a moment.

Down the Rabbit Hole

The internet is overwhelming - so I want to share resources that I think will actually be helpful for you.

In Good Company

A spotlight on someone worth knowing - could be you! Community and collaboration are so key these days.

Before You Go

Where the 2-way conversation starts, with a poll and a prompt - hit reply and let's chat!

A scientific study*
*spiritually accurate, empirically vibes-based
😐 meh 🙂 okay 😊 good ✨ peak FULFILLMENT Before Meristem After Meristem first letter arrives 🌻 scrolling LinkedIn at 11pm feeling seen ✨
TELL ME MOREEE!

Okay - let me tell you a (true) story.

I sit down at my desk with my tea and look at my calendar for the day. I see the dreaded “NETWORKING EVENT - 6 PM” on my calendar. My stomach turns to knots and the self negotiation starts - is it really necessary for me to go? I probably won’t miss out on anything anyway… but you really should go because visibility is important, how will people know what you do if you don’t go? Ok FINE, I’ll go.

I show up at 6pm wearing the same casual clothes I wear every day and immediately feel out of place. Ugh should I have worn more “professional” clothes? Just doesn’t feel like me… anyway too late now.

The icebreaker activity starts - why do these always have to be so cheesy? Then come the breakout groups - everyone using big words and trying to sound smart and prove they’re impressive (feels like LinkedIn IRL).

Finally, I meet someone who is also wearing more casual clothes and we connect over our shared interest in painting. I feel myself relax and start speaking like myself again - the first real conversation I’ve had all evening.

When I get home, I collapse on my couch and take what feels like the first deep breath all day. Why do these events always have to feel so cringey?

Maybe what we need is a different kind of space.

One where the personal and professional are not separate. Where you can show up, wear what you're actually comfortable in, and talk about the things that genuinely interest you - art, philosophy, social impact, entrepreneurship, and more.

A place where blending personal and professional means more than just the company slack channel #petpics 👀.

A space where you can talk about a hard client situation, a book you loved, and a life question that’s been keeping you up at night — all in the same conversation, without anyone looking at you sideways.

So, welcome to The Meristem Letters.

A weekly newsletter designed to make you pause, take a deep breath, and perhaps shift your perspective on something. It’s also a growing community where we come together for roundtables, events, and gatherings where different people with different worldviews have the kind of conversations that usually only happen at the end of a long dinner when everyone finally undoes the top button of their shirt.

So who am I?

Hi, I’m Nina.

A quintessential millennial woman born and raised in Toronto, with a Danish mom and a Greek dad. As a kid I needed a reason for everything. If you asked me to do something, I'd ask why — and as long as I got an answer, we were fine. Nothing has changed, tbh.

So naturally I studied Philosophy and Psychology, then fell into digital marketing, moved to South Korea to teach English, went back to Toronto to study International Development, and ended up working in communications and fundraising at a women’s equality nonprofit in Guatemala. Eventually I started my own communications agency, Sunflower Communications, working with global impact organizations on narrative development and communications strategy. Now I live in Mexico City and I also mentor early-stage entrepreneurs, students, and creatives — and have a side project called studio eleven where I share my drawings, paintings, and writings.

Meristem is, in a lot of ways, the project that brings all of it together.

What does Meristem actually mean?
MERISTEM

I stumbled across this word while doing research for this project, and it immediately clicked. A meristem is the growth center of a plant — a cluster of actively dividing cells that give life to every part of the plant.

And that just felt so symbolic because as I mentioned, my agency is called Sunflower Communications — and The Meristem Letters is, in a way, an offshoot of that work. But it’s also a return to the roots of me as its founder. My growth; learning to use my real voice — and hopefully encouraging others to use theirs. Plus I like the way Meristem sounds — sounds, well, very merry.

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If you've been looking for a space that takes both your work and your inner life seriously (and not so seriously) — this is it. No spam, no LinkedIn speak — just honest writing, real conversations, and a community of open minded people.

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