Motivational Thoughts Blog

“Just don’t give up trying to do what you really want to do. Whwere there is love and inspiration, I don’t think you can go wrong.”

Ella Fitzerald

I want to tell you something. I am very lucky SOB because I have a thing that can motivate me better than any book, movie musical composition or any old thing. Even if I couldn’t have a habit to create my “inspirational short stories” this thing could feed my spirit with motivational thoughts to manage diversiform buggers and turnabouts that sometimes appear in our dusty milk-run. It costed me about 150 bucks but I couldn’t change it for any other possible inspirational source. What is it?

It is the helmet of our older son Dāvis. Every time when I take it into my hands (and I do it often enough as he can’t reach the top of the warderobe without a chair yet:-)) an esteem obsess me about this little warrior who moves forward consistently in spite of so many falls in his choosen way. This helmet really kicks my lazy ass (sorry – rise my motivation:-)) as often as I’m going down.

Dāvis is twelve and he is in BMX already five years. We (I and my wife) never took any pressure on him to chose this instant kind of sport. Sometimes we passed the BMX track near our town and one fine day Dāvis (he was eight then) pronounced that he wanted to get to that track. We had no clue about nuances of this sport. We found out about those in legth of time. I thought that it was a dream for every boy to do what they enjoyed the best – riding in the fenced track with kindreds. It was… but it was connected with hard drills, breathtaking jumps and painfull falls too. And this is why it stays only a dream for many beginners who has attempted. I had to ackowledge with disgrace that I waited when it finished. No motivational thoughts could help me. No, no – of course we supported our son as we could but inside pf me… But time went, the body protection of our boy became alike armour of gladiator of the ancient Rome but nipper just twirled pedals. I didn’t describe further treads of my son (he’s still twirling pedals and his assuredness grows up) but I wanted to tell what this told on me.

As I’m seeing my son’s helmetalmost every day it has became for me as my most motivational thing all in all. Seriously! If I’m seeing how this little boy move along by falling and rising, by ignoring bruise and wounds, I (adult male, 192, 85) can’t afford even thinking about yielding ahead of any backsets on my way. His helmet is my physical inrealtimeexistenteverydayattendantnotfictional paradigm of courage and persistence on the way to the setting goal. As I said I’m lucky because I have this thing that keeps me motivated constantly! If you have one too – I’m glad for you. If not – look around and find one. As closer it will be to you (more involving with you) as more powerful your motivational thoughts will rouse you to move towards your goals. By the way – you are wrong rather if you think that it is “Jack Daniel” at arm’slength from you:-), search more narrowly. It is worth. Good luck!

“If it turns out that my best wasn’t good enough, at least I won’t look back and say that I was affraid to try. Failure makes me work even harder.”

Michael Jordan

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