Lately, motivation escapes me. I continue to plod along, however, my drive is missing in action. Some days I sit idly, without the “umph” to push me forward. Don’t get me wrong, there is a ton to do. I simply lost my mojo... to coin a phrase.

When spring sprung I thought that I would pop like the blossoms on the trees. But then a cool spell arrived and I wilted. As if fall had reemerged, I went inside myself. The irony–it has been in the 60s - 70s. However, with cool/cold winds, it is not like any other spring I have experienced in Arizona.

One of the most difficult things to do is to motivate someone. It seems like you either have motivation/drive/inspiration or you don’t. Educators struggle with this aspect of teaching. . . how do you motivate?  

The first thing that comes to mind is not to judge. Judgement makes everything more difficult, for ourselves and others. Whether we are physically, mentally, or emotionally handicapped at the moment, that blip on the radar screen can pass at any time and motivation returns. And when it does, it’s as if the fire inside is stoked and the burn reaches the outer limits spreading like wildfire.

I know my trip to the Caribbean will motivate me again. Water Island is one of my homes; a place to rejuvenate, postulate, accumulate, resonate and yes, stimulate. Being enveloped in the water is always supportive and nurturing. Walking the beach allows me to sink into Mother Earth through the moist sand. Laughing with friends propels me beyond the barriers of my mind. They call it paradise. I call it motivation. I’ll let you know how it all turns out– if I find my mojo once again and “wow” this world. Be well... Nancy T.