One of my favorite poems is "Still I Rise" by Maya Angelou. In its verses chronicles the struggles of women and how they stand each time they are kicked down.
In my life, I have been kicked down so many times I have lost count. In case no one told you, life ain't easy. When I was younger, I hated being kicked down. I had a loser's mentality. I always thought, "Why me? I don't deserve this!"
But, as I grow older, I have come to appreciate the moments when life kicks me down. Why? Because it affords me the chance to stand up stronger. It gives me the impetus I need to get up and get something done.
Just this morning, I have been kicked down. I didn't even feel the pain anymore. Immediately, my mind started racing with ideas and plans and next steps. It's exactly what I needed to get me out of this unmotivated state I have been in since my accident. I felt like I was standing still for these past few months and now it's time to get a move on.
Like my tattoo says, "Action Before Inspiration." I need to move or like a shark I will did if I stay still too long. I'm excited. There are so many opportunities ahead of me I have yet to explore.
There are no shortcuts to getting to where I am emotionally. No one likes being kicked. I don't like it either, but I've learned to use it to my advantage. Now, excuse me while I head to Starbucks and plot out what I need to do next.
Set a goal then do everything in your power to achieve it. Then set a goal again.