I could.

I could. Drawing Luke Hockley.  

I could. Drawing Luke Hockley.  

Dear Self,

I could be content.

I could accept myself.

I could find joy in who I am.

I could be kind.

I could refuse to pick up other people’s garbage.

I could be remarkable.

I could, I could, I could.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,183

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Ready for bed.

Ready for bed. Drawing Luke Hockley.  

Ready for bed. Drawing Luke Hockley.  

Dear Self,

I wish I wouldn’t wait until Ten o’clock at night to write to you.

I much rather start the day visiting myself, rather than ending it that way.

Why, I wonder?

What on earth is wrong with visiting myself at the end of the day?

I think I just have this idea that if I write to you in the morning then I have succeeded.

Also, by ten at night I’m ready for bed.

Maybe that’s the real problem.

I’m done.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,182

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To the brim.

To the brim. Drawing Luke Hockley.

To the brim. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I am full.

Full to the brim.

Grateful and relieved.

Enriched,

Tired and inspired.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,181

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Anticipation.

Anticipation. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Anticipation. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I’m coiled up like a spring.

Campfire! Tonight!

Excited and trying to keep a lid on it.

Why keep a lid on it? What’s the point?

What if it isn’t as great as I hope it might be? What if I don’t do something just the way it needs to be done?

So what.

Why wreck the joy of the anticipation just because I may not get what I hoped for?

Enjoy the lead up.

It’s all part of the fun!  

Love

Luke

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Day 1,180

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Staying well.

Staying well. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Staying well. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

I have the opportunity to stay well over the next few days.

I can feel how easy it would be to ‘push’ myself to do all the things I have on my plate…equally I can feel how lightly I could do all these things.

I think the light version has more potential for long term wellness.

So, let’s do that one…ok?

Love

Luke

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Day 1,179

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I am what I do often.

I am what I do often. Drawing Luke Hockley.

I am what I do often. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Yesterday I read something written by Ido Portal, a movement specialist, that has really stayed with me…

“You are what you do often so careful with your minute to minute, day to day and year to year choices.”

This resonates with something I realised for myself years ago, before I started training as and Alexander Technique Teacher, I realised that my whole system (nerves, muscles, bones…) was shaped by the choices I made every day. That I am literally moulded into the shape of the life I live.

Coming back around to this idea yesterday has helped me dive into this and experience it in a deeper way.

The part that really helped is the word ‘careful’.

The difficulty I have is making choices about how I ‘use’ myself (how much I tighten or cooperate with myself) when I do the mundane or quite static things…like the dishes or writing emails.

When Ido said to be careful with my minute to minute choices it helped me slow down and see that these moments shape me, because they happen so often. So, rather than dismissing them as something I need to get out of the way, I would rather practice great care for myself at these moments. I’ve known this for a long time. Something about the way this quote is written helped me change something about ‘this moment’ so that it is more likely to shape me in a way that is healthy.

Of course, it also prompts me to examine the bigger question of what choices I am making minute to minute. If I am what I do often, then what would I like to be and what choices will lead to that state of being?

Love

Luke

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Day 1,178

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Kindness, kindness, kindness.

Kindness, kindness, kindness. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Kindness, kindness, kindness. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Kindness, kindness, kindness.

I think I have given myself lots of kindness and then I find myself needing just a little bit more.

What does that look like?

It’s just remembering that I am fallible and human and fragile. Remembering that I need time to heal, that healing looks like lots of different things at different times, that the path is not always a straight line, that this too shall pass, that I am enough.

And that I’m not alone. Reaching out and being held by those I love.

Kindness. Kindness. Kindness.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,177

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A physical metaphor.

A physical metaphor. Drawing Luke Hockley.

A physical metaphor. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

When I am going through physical discomfort, I like to ask myself about what kind of life metaphor this physical discomfort might represent.

Because sometimes I find there is a direct relationship between the things I’m going through and the experience of my body.

Right now, I am experiencing a weight upon my shoulders. I’m doing more work in my head and neck than is required and I’m not letting the weight I am carrying be distributed all the way through my postural system into the ground.

Because I don’t have the foundations firing (through my legs and pelvis and spine) then the parts of me that are designed to be agile, fluid and powerful are ending up all tight, restricted and cautious.

I feel that finding and energising my base (legs, pelvis and spine) so that I can ‘leave’ my head neck and arms to be moveable (rather than worrying them into tightness) is going to be important right now.

What’s the metaphor for me in all this.

I think it is about acknowledging and reaching out to the people who are my support system.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,176

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Frustrating dreams.

Frustrating dreams. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Frustrating dreams. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

The last two nights I’ve had frustrating dreams.

Dreams where I am caught between things.

Trying to pack to get to an aeroplane…but the room I’m in is a mess and taking me ages to clean up and the people around me keep interrupting and I have no idea who exactly is coming to pick me up and when they are coming and if they will arrive in time to get me there and if I will be ready by the time they arrive…

At the launch of a new dance company that I am involved in, but it’s not quite clear how I am involved, and the event has been hijacked by another ‘board member’ and they are doing all kinds of things that are completely irrelevant and everyone is becoming bored and about to leave…I finally ‘take over’ and start getting the thing on track but I don’t know what my job is (am I the choreographer? Or?) and so I have no idea what to say to everyone…

I like to think of my dreams as my subconscious working through something…

What am I working through?

What am I frustrated by? What am I trying to get ready for? What role do I want that I don’t quite have?

Are these dreams trying to tell me something, or not?

Love

Luke

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Day 1,175

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Time and kindness.

Time and kindness. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Time and kindness. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

The level of kindness required to keep my ship on an even keel is remarkable.

I just get things moving in the right direction again and then the weather starts to change again, and I am tempted to fall back into unhelpful ways of talking to myself.

Time. It’s just time and kindness.

It seems so straightforward, until I’m inside it all and then its seems like there is no way out.

Time and kindness.

Time and kindness.

Time and kindness.

Love

Luke

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Day 1,174

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