My father used to have this laidback approach to life. Being the owner of a pretty successful restaurant, he’d go drive to work in the morning, drink his coffee, eat his breakfast, then he’d watch TV in his office for a few hours, then head back home in the afternoon, take a nap, then head back to the restaurant at around 7 PM, eat dinner, watch TV for a few more hours in his office, then drive back home, drink some wine, and then sit on the couch watching TV for a few more hours.
Those were the habits I observed during the years.
My father also didn’t like to have much. No plans for the future, no great ambitions. He wasn’t passionate enough about his business to learn and evolve. He also notoriously didn’t like to invest in his restaurant, which meant that the damn thing was close to falling apart when he went bankrupt.
Looking back, everyone could see what had happened, and why. But he didn’t. He never did. He put the blame on all sorts of external factors (real or even imaginary), and he thought it all to be unfair. Those who made it big were all thieves, liars, or lucky. And he wasn’t any of those things.
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Here’s the thing about being human: you are given a lot of crutches in life, but they are double edged swords. They make you feel better for a while, but you’ve got to give up your power…
Put the blame on someone else or something else…
Fate, some god, the economy, other people, society, or your parents…
Yeah…they make you feel better…
It is easy to call talented those who worked harder than you in order to be better than you…
It is easy to sit on your couch and wait for your soulmate to find you… Because that’s what all the fairytales told you it’s going to happen.
It’s easy to put the blame somewhere else, and forever give up on the responsibility to change yourself for the better…
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“The struggle alone pleases us, not the victory.” – Blaise Pascal
It is a well known fact that the more effort you put into something, the more you end up enjoying it.
Maybe that’s why we love unrequited love stories and folks who defy odds and expectations to come out on top. Maybe not many folks root for the underdog, but everyone secretly wishes he’d win.
That being said, whether you like it or not, perseverance beats talent every single time.
That’s it, guys. The so-called secret to having anything you want in life.
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One of the bitter truths of life is that we are constantly tearing ourselves apart because of people who have yet to step in our shoes. And we don’t even realize that if they were, indeed, to step in our shoes, they’d fall the first step.
So I ask you this: why are you thinking so much about what others think of you?
Maybe it’s because you do not feel yourself good enough to get the job done. You want some one to cheer you along. Someone to encourage you. Maybe it’s because you are not doing it for yourself, but for others’ approval. If that is so, then you will die inside whenever they reject you. Because they will. Sooner or later.
Haters will see you walk on water and say it’s because you can’t swim.
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January first. Monday. Someday.
What do these three all have in common?
That’s where 99% of our motivation, drive, hopes, and aspirations live. Our plans and resolutions. Our desire to change, to evolve, to strive for greatness, to do what is best for us.
We vacation on Someday Island, we’ll start working out on Monday, and we make these crazy ambitious resolutions on January first.
And the truth is that you tell yourself you’ll start working out on Monday, and you stick to your resolutions until January the 15th. If you’re lucky.
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Even the most driven of us — you, me, or even Tony Robbins — can feel unmotivated at times. In fact, sometimes it feels as if there’s nothing we could do.
Yes, I know. You don’t feel like doing anything. I’ve been there, and in fact I still feel that way every now and then. You’re not alone. But I’ve learned a few ways to get motivated when I know I have to get stuff done.
A lot of things tried to kill me and failed. But they sure made me want to die before making me stronger.
I am full of wounds, yet still, I have the strength to smile. To keep my head high. To stand on my two feet.
Eight years. That’s how much I spent writing before earning my first dollar from my stories.
I wrote countless blog posts that didn’t get a single comment.
I got rejected, over and over again.
I got ridiculed, made fun of, dismissed.
They told me that I couldn’t do it. Over and over again.
No one, not even one person, ever believed in me.
I have the kind of genes that shouldn’t allow me to work out in any way at all. I was always sickly, fragile. I’d fall apart, and it would take me twice as long to put myself back together.