I wish it could be bottled up and taken when needed.  I’m talking pure, natural motivation, at its very best.  It comes and goes for me, at various levels.  There have been a few times in my life where it stayed with me, unrelentlessly, for weeks and months.   I would work day and night, with more insight and creativity than I could ever hope for.  Even if I weren’t meeting timelines, it didn’t matter.  I was consumed with what I was doing, knowing that I’d reach my goal no matter what.  I was focused so much that I’d forget about wanting or needing to eat or sleep.

Granted, that’s not very healthy.  However, the flip-side may well be worse.  Strange as it may seem, I sometimes want something so badly, yet do not have the motivation to pursue it.  If I want something so badly, why don’t I just pursue it with that same energy and motivation that I had in the past?  I wish that I understood myself better in that regard.  My guess is that there are simply distractions that can keep people from shifting into high gear, even though that’s where they want to be.

You can’t fake motivation; nor can you force it.

I saw a young lady at Walmart the other day who was wearing a t-shirt that read, “hard work beats raw talent.”  I really like that quote.  It wasn’t the first time for me to read it, but I can’t remember where I read it first.   I have a long list of things that I want to complete, and honestly, I’m not a master at any of them.  I know that other people can excel faster than me, but I’m the energizer bunny.  When they wear out, I’ll still be going.  Believing in that motto is not just comforting or inspiring, it is acknowledging a truism that most successful people have come to realize at some point in their lives.

As a dueling pianist, there are always new songs I want to learn.  There are always new piano chops I want to perfect.  I take vocal lessons, and I look forward to it every week.  In fact, I’m unfair to my vocal chords, because I just don’t give them a chance to rest, and haven’t quite released enough tension to sing non-stop the way I do.

When I used to code, I would type away as if I were writing a book as large as the Bible.

I work hard… but maybe not hard enough at the moment.  So I owe it to myself to think about my distractions.  And the question I need to ask myself is really quite simple.  “Why aren’t I doing what I want to be doing?”  The answer isn’t as simple.

Have you ever felt this way?  What helped you get back on track?  I’d love to hear from someone… anyone.