Many of us are waiting.
We’re waiting for someone or something to come along and spark us into motion. Something to give us inspiration.
We search YouTube for self-help videos, read books and blog posts trying to learn how to be more productive or feel happier.
When we don’t find it, we get frustrated. Sometimes this frustration manifests itself in anger, sadness, drugs, booze, sex or ice cream.
But even (and especially) after the temporary effects of these indulgences wear off – we are again left feeling lost… even more lost than before.
So what can we do?
Sometimes we have to be our own meaning, our own spark. Sometimes we have to light our own fuse.
And we can do it.
The quickest way I’ve found to light my fuse is to get my heart beating.
Today I did it by taking out the recycling and trash that has piled up in the kitchen during this rather dark week.
Breaking down the boxes and carrying out the bags got my heart beating… and the fuse was lit.
When my heart started beating I felt like doing the 100 push ups and 100 jump rope skips I’ve been doing in the morning, that I did not do this day.
Next I put on some insanely danceable music and did some ab work and some against-the-wall handstand push ups. By the end I was breathing hard, sweating and shaking.
Now I felt great, so I started dancing. Then I took a shower. Then I wrote this blog post.
See how it works?
When nothing else seems to help – be your own spark.
Light your own fuse.