Are you motivated by Tony Robbins? Vision boards? Inspiring stories?
You’re wasting your time.
I’ve recently come to the conclusion that motivation isn’t for me.
Now, before you make any judgments, hear me out…
When I was around 15 years old, I had a dream.
I was going to be rich!
I was going to have more money than you could poke a stick at. I wouldn’t have to worry about silly everyday things like bills and rent and budgeting.
I was going to have a massive house, my own hugely successful business, a luxurious car… No… 2 Luxury cars!
Overseas vacations on demand. The best restaurants. Exclusive shopping. The works!
My life was going to be amazing!
Yep… I was a dreamer.
It wasn’t long before my dreams came crashing down around me.
On October 19, 1992. At 17 years of age. While I was asleep. I had a stroke.
A sub-arachnoid hemorrhage.
The artery around my brain exploded.
The culprit? A weak-spot in the artery. An aneurysm.
A weakness under so much pressure it finally went pop!.. While I was snoring.
The alarm woke me at 6am.
The first sign something was wrong was when I fell out of bed. The right side of my body suddenly weaker.
I was in shock…. I figured I had a virus. Nothing a good dose of vitamin C wouldn’t fix!
I slowly maneuvered around the house and got ready to go to my job. A “walk” and one-hour train trip away.
By the time I got to work things were not good. Regular office furniture had suddenly become obstacles designed to trip me over. I lasted 10 minutes… Bruised and battered from fighting with desks and chairs I began the return trek.
An hour or so later I got home.
At this stage my right side had gone from weak to non-functional.
My mother took one look at me and sensed this was a serious virus!
She put me in the car and drove me to the nearest clinic.
What’s up, Doc?
Today, wasn’t going to be my lucky day.
The doctor called us in.
He asked a few questions and began his examination.
He checked my temperature, my throat, my blood pressure, everything.
He took a moment, considered, looked me up and down.
He got his hammer and gave my knee a tap. Left knee, okay. Right knee, nothing.
More thinking. And then….
I had…. Gastro!
Go home and rest. Drink plenty of fluids.
I was in no state to argue, so we thanked him and left.
To cut a long story short… A second opinion, numerous cross-country flights, and several operations later I was patched up and back on my feet.
What happened when I was in hospital is most interesting.
One of my friends knew how much I was going through so she bought me a book about positive thinking and motivation.
Just what I needed!
At a time when I was really down about everything a motivational book, a positive book, was exactly what the doctor ordered.
I got back to my dreams!
I was healthy. I had my whole life ahead of me. I had my dreams. I had my positive, motivational book.
I was alive. At just 17 years of age I had conquered a stroke. I could do anything!
I was invincible!
…or so I thought.
Over the coming years I watched more and more videos about motivation.
I read magazines and books about positive thinking.
I sought out positive and motivational quotes to feed my hunger.
I could clearly see my dreams, what I wanted, what it would be like.
It was amazing! I was so motivated!
But, many years later I realized something…
The dreams were still dreams.
I could see them.
I was motivated! I was positive!
But the dreams were still dreams.
…and I was exhausted from being motivated all the time.
All these years I had been missing one key element that would have moved me closer to achieving my dreams…
It had been staring me in the face all the time!
It was so obvious, but I had been so wrapped up in staying motivated I hadn’t taken any action.
I hadn’t moved forward.
So I sat down and thought about some of my dreams and I started taking action towards them. Small actions, but real, tangible actions. Progress.
And I discovered the amazing thing about action is that the more action you take the more motivated and positive you become.
The more action you take the more motivated you are.
The more action you take the more positive you feel.
When I realized action was the missing element it was both empowering and disappointing.
Empowering because I knew I could do anything. I just had to take action.
It might take days. It might take weeks. It might take years. But I just needed to take action.
If I encountered a roadblock, all I needed to do was adjust and push forward.
But it was also disappointing.
Disappointing because if I had just taken the action 10 years ago, 20 years ago, imagine where I could be now.
So, if you take something away from this article, please let it be this…
Action is the key.
Action is the key to progress. Action is the key to maintaining your motivation. Action is the key to staying positive.
It’s what Nike has been telling us for years…
JUST DO IT.
What do you think? Let’s chat in the comments below.