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3 Questions to Move the Multipassionate into Peace


My face is smooshed into the roughish hemp fibres of my mat, my arms are loosely flung out in front of me, my belly softens onto my thighs, my knees spread and my body melts towards the floor.

It is Winter, a few sneezes in the class, and a friendly, generally anatomically based direction from our teacher. And then:

‘Letting go is not the same as giving up, ‘ she says.

And just like that, I am aware of the constriction in my neck, the little delicate strong vertebrae bunched up against each other as if in a queue jostling to get to the front for their turn. Now. Now. Quick. Me. Now.

The forward thrust and simultaneous backing off. And the tightness in my jaw.

Her words again:

‘Letting go is not the same as giving up. Although we are often taught otherwise.’

As I walk home, her words run through me. I whisper them and they plume out blue into the cold air.

‘Letting go is not the same as giving up.’

How many projects do you have on the go at the moment?

If you are a multipassionate person, how many threads are loose and threatening to completely unravel or are simply distracting you tantalisingly from what is truly important?

Might it be helpful if you can roll some of them into their own little balls and put them away for later? Either a defined later if you are a timeline person, or a ‘when it is matured/when I am (a little…) more mature’ kind of a later.

That afternoon, I sat down and laid out everything I have in the air right now and prioritized.

The questions I asked were:

‘Is this aligned with my ethics and my purpose?’

‘Does this make my heart sing?’

‘Is this building in a coherent arc? Is this a meaningful choreography of the offerings I wish to share with the world?’

There is time. There will always be time. Seamus Heaney speaks in his poem, ‘Fosterling’ from Seeing Things (1991) of having to wait ‘til I was nearly fifty / to credit marvels.’

‘Letting go is not the same as giving up.’

It is patience and it is biding time.

Our teacher is speaking directly to the tension point in each of us. The neck, the hip, the back, the toes. The multipassionate person who has much to share and give and create will also inevitably create external pressures that can manifest in physical constriction and pain.

But creativity is flow. Some projects or parts of grand proposals need to be shed. The little deaths of the creative life need to be softened into. For greater space. Between the vertebrae. Between the thoughts and the words. So that truth can arise. At just the right time.

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  • Anne October 13, 2015, 9:20 pm

    Beautiful, Loveday. I felt my back unwind as I read. I am starting to be able to recognise the external pressures that I create myself, just in time to read your gorgeous words and know that I’m not alone.

    • Loveday November 9, 2015, 9:45 am

      How lovely, Anne. Never alone. x

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