When a long time ago, my friend described me as having tenacity, I had to look it up. The word reminds me of tentacles which is apt, all those extra limbs to grab and firmly hold on. I know I blogged over 3 years ago on being tenacious (flogging a dead metaphor) so am not going to repeat myself. But I now find the tentacles give me a different image. I think tenacity is good but I don't think it's about clinging on at any cost. I prefer the idea of using those tentacles to juggle lots of options. That tenacity isn't helplessly hanging on, but actively trying out a range of creative possible solutions. Us tenacious people might not want to imagine ourselves walking away from a situation, part of our pride is derived from our sense that we don't give up. But I think I have lightened up a little and don't picture myself as an octopus firmly gripping and almost suffocating a situation, but a floaty creature, tentacles grazing lots of different things, knowing that I can pay attention to any of them at any time and that if I shift my attention away from one for a while, it May enable me to reflect better on it - it's not a giving up on it, just a taking time out.
I hope however you see yourself, floating, striding, hibernating or whatever, that today is love filled :-)
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