Hello, fellow multiverse x multi-passionate mom!
Oh hey, Hello, and welcome to my multiverse!
One thing you must know about me is that I am a person of multiple interests. I have so many that people call it distractions these days.
Over the years, I struggled to find my core and understand myself. I can’t just roll the word multiverse and multi-passionate off my tongue without a bit of bitter taste. I was thinking, If I say this phrase more than enough, it will convince me that I’m actually who I am.
This is how this blog started, trying to explain to myself who I really am, what am I really passionate about and I find it hard to even explain it to myself.
Always the different one from the rest in my circle, all the time.
So, I kept on looking until I found my tribe!
But it is as unique as any identity.
Every year, every struggle helped me make peace with this fact, especially when I learned that there is more to it.
Multiverse and Multi-potentialite, what?
As I have already in a confusing status, wherein clarity defies me. I begin to question everything I know, and this doesn’t look good for someone who have plans of creating her own business.
There was a time, I have attempted to get into a business, but ends up getting tangled with what I needs to be done and the very interesting parts of knowing the ins and outs of the business. So many times, I’d find myself asking, which is more important and what my heart wants.
I found myself asking so many questions of who I really am, and what I am here for.
Be my guest in my Multiverse.
I have been the worst late bloomer I know; I bloomed so late; a lot has happened in the world already. And at some point, I felt pressure and regret. Youth can make you feel like you can do anything and when it passed by having no result, well, result that is within the world’s standard and measure you’ll feel that you have lost and wasted it.
Fortunately, I came now to a point in my life that I feel boundless, and age cannot define my purpose. I have always been optimistic.
As I regularly dabble on thoughts and ideas, I would follow it relentlessly and for the love of me, I always end up in a labyrinth trying to figure out how to get from point A to point B. I get caught up in the many distractions my journey provides. There were so many, mind you.
What is Multi-Potentialite?
I have to admit you cannot find any definition of this term in any vocabulary site or book. This is a coined word for people like me who can’t tag a specific skill for their namesake. In this world, it is big block against one’s identity. But for some, this is a superpower.
I suffer and I win life with this superpower, that I don’t really dismiss or discount this fact anymore.
And it took me so many years to embrace it. Now, I’m into going back to myself, loving me including my flaws. I think this will be a more interesting topic to share to any clueless person out there.
These days, to counter the confusion, another term rose from it – multi-passionate.
It just makes sense, right? All the things that motivate us are what we are mostly curious, interested and in love about.
Hello, Motherhood
As if knowing what I really want to do in life, real freakin’ life dawned upon me.
Honestly, I struggled as an independent mom of two different types of expressive boys. Both can derail me from my daily goals and in turn from my ultimate plan.
I became a determined mom who wants to be by her children’s side at all times.
Without help, including selfless help from relatives and friends, I mostly figured out things from research, dauntless asking, and trial and errors.
It was exhausting and I have doubted myself so many times, especially when my boys got sick alternately. I was questioning my ability as a mother from time to time, but my will to be the ever-present parent took over most of the time.
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Change of Plans
Our second born kid’s crying reflex confuses him, he would cry and can’t breathe, until he turns bluish. That was a pretty scary episode of my motherhood. This was also the time I tried to hold on being a working mom as much as I can.
I finally gave in, it was heart breaking for me to leave my job, but more heartbreaking to face my fears of losing a child any moment.
My second child was God’s push to the choice – Work at Home.
Me, the Work-at-home Mom
You can say I am unconventional in my own way.
I was forced to resign by my second child. It was not a pretty easy decision. I was actually devastated during my first month being a stay-at-home mom. It was a weird world for me. I was baffled and rebelling inside.
But, as they say, when one door closes a new window will open.
During that time, work at home set-up is not a really welcome idea for the workforce here in the Philippines. There weren’t even a good internet service to begin with. At first, I tried my hands on the things I have set aside for long like baking and tutoring. My hustle girl is still not happy.
I kept on looking.
As I used to think that I am the only one having all these struggles, until I learned how to join groups and communities. Now, that is a big leap for a self-made person.
And there began my on-off track journey to Freelancing.
Another Season, Another Blog
Almost at the same time, I tried my hands on making blogs and I have to admit creating a blog site is not new to me. I have already tried creating 2 sites but died on their own. All thanks to my trial-and-error persona that thrived on failures and getting back up again.
I even tried paying for domains that really made me feel like I wasn’t really cut for this.
The thing about me is that I start one thing and get distracted by another
This is the reason why being a multi-passionate person is frowned upon.
RESULTS are tough to achieve.
I was sad to realize this. I felt so incompetent so much, that I hide my frustrations on being busy with my kids.
Well, kids are another world of busyness, I kid you not! Although, as I kept on failing on the things that I tried to dip my toes on – I kind of meshed the difficulties of both worlds.
That is, until I learned I am not alone.
I reckon, after learning that there are lots of us, still figuring out life even having to accomplish a lot of things, still try to outdo ourselves — Well, I am here once again, creating a diary sort of my journey to share to my descendants. Another Blog.
Here I am, writing away my life experiences, hoping someone out there will find bits of golden nuggets and grains of wisdom from my random musings, experiments and collaborations (which I always find fascinating) and self-discoveries.
All in all, I’m pretty proud of what I have become considering the things mentioned above. Hello, from my world of chaos, messy hair days, thankless efforts but fulfilling and meaningful one.
Come, take a moment with me as a multi-potentialite or multi-passionate mom!
Dabble, ramble, scribble, pen those thoughts.
Sketch, paint, illustrate or just create lines.
Blog, vlog, reel with me.
Cook, bake, get fat or healthy with me.
Depending on the mood or season, we’ll live our life to the fullest.
So, here’s to a lot of sharing, caring, tearing down fears and blocks, failing, rebounding, taking the trash out of the head. Make life all worthy of its gift.
To God we belong, to him we make it all we do, worthwhile!
PS. If you have time, do visit my FB page, where I do all my rants, insights, and inspire people not to keep on nurturing generational traumas.
-XOXO-
About the Author:
Embracing her uniqueness, nuances and many passions, she now embarks to her artistic flair – writing, painting and illustrating. While she works for her business as a Digital Marketer to help feed her multi-potentialite self. She finds it comfortable to achieve her goals through self-study, DIY, and being inquisitive. Connecting people inspire her works. She is her own definition as she shares her light and love.
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