Monday, May 15, 2006

Success, How Bad Do You Want It?

Inevitably anytime someone wants to reach a goal it takes a little bit more time, energy and/or resources than you expect. This may be my belief because I tend to be overly optimistic but, I've learned to compensate for it over the years. There is great truth in what people say about how most people stop just short of success. It's that, "My God, this isn't going to work, I can't take this anymore." moment that should make you refocus and push the motivation back into check.

The question that should always kick in like a knee jerk when you want to quit is "How bad do you want it?" Do you want it bad enough to write it down on a notecard and look at it every morning and evening? Do you want it bad enough to sacrifice time in front of the television? Do you want it bad enough to keep moving even when it sucks or it hurts or everyone is getting pissed at you for not spending enough time with them? How bad do you really want what you think you want?

You know what it takes? It takes absolute resolve that you want what you want and you'll stop at nothing to get it. Then you prove that resolve till the job is done.

So often we spend too much time making excuses. "I can't write unless I have absolute quiet, a cappucinno and Dark Side of The Moon playing. Nonsense! Do you want to be a writer bad enough to write when you're in rush hour traffic sitting in gridlock with a digital recorder in one hand sweating because the a/c isn't working?

Time is the greatest commodity we have. It is the most precious and the most fleeting. We waste it too well. So you take what it is that you want and you hold it close to the vest and make the resolve stick right now. See the result in your mind. Make a solid promise to yourself that you won't quit...heck you won't even quit if it kills you! Then do what you have to do.

My father laid under the car on rainy nights in February...cold as hell. Why? Do you think he enjoyed turning a wrench on a night when the shiver was straight up his spine and everytime he slipped with the wrench the pain rang through his knuckles 5 times worse because of the bitter cold? No, he did it because he was commited to keeping the cars running! Did he cuss? Yep. Did he suck down some hot coffee here and there? Yep. Did he ever stop and whine that it is too cold and wet to do this? Not once. That's what it takes.

So again I ask, "how bad do you want it?"

All the best!
Bill White
http://www.synchronicity-expert.com

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