All I need is the rhythm divine
Lost in the music
Your heart will be mine
All I need is to look in your eyes
Viva la musica
Say you’ll be mine
With due respect to Enrique Iglesias, to whom the above lyrics belong, he’s not the only one.
We all need motivation.
Many of us are self-motivated.
What drives us from within?
Sometimes, we stolper. Our drive takes a hit. Self-motivation dips.
Reasons could be many. Sheer exhaustion, repeated failure, being a square box in a round hole for far too long, what have you and blah blah blah.
We’re not bothered about the reason here. We’re bothered about the fact. Sometimes, we get demotivated. We stop performing.
Who needs to step in here?
Our closest ones.
Yeah, they live closest to us, and if they possess an iota of sensitivity, well, they should sense our emotional graph going down.
Mostly, they do. And, upon recognition, they step in. We feel wanted, loved, and our motivational levels start to go up again.
Sometimes, our closest one is not sensitive enough, for whatever reason.
Maybe we’re too “strong” to let it show. Maybe our closest one has other, bigger issues to deal with. Whatever. That’s not the important rumination.
What’s the important question here?
Yes, how do we get it back? Without a hand to hold. This one’s big.
No hand to hold – whoahh – it’s tough.
Is there a way out?
Do we change our closest one?
Is it that simple?
Sometimes, children are in the equation. Changing isn’t an option we’re discussing here.
Firstly, we need to shut down on this one want from our closest one.
Ok, now what?
Motivations’s got to come – from within. It’s a funny thing. It just does. Wait for it. To come from within.
It needs a catalyst – an event – a trigger – the crossing of an activation barrier – something like that.
Wait for the catalyst to occur and have effect.
What do you do meanwhile?
Chant. Meditate. Travel. Play with your child. Take up a temporary assignment elsewhere. Do stuff. Life’s big. So many things are happening. Do something – else.
The catalyst occurs.
Motivation starts to ooze.
You’re back in business.
You didn’t break your sacred environment.
Maybe your closest one will realise, and will be sensitive next time.
On the other hand, maybe he or she won’t.
Does it bother you now? You’ve discovered a way out after all.
It probably pinches just a bit.
Let it. Things could have been much, much worse, which they’re not, so count your blessings, and just let it flow.