TimeHop is by far my favourite app! I sometimes get so caught up in trying to be a better me that I forget that I already am! It can be cringe at times (in fact most of the time) but there are often moments that I am in awe of myself.
I often pride myself on being self-motivated, but the extent to which I motivate myself now in comparison to how I used to 4,5,6 years ago is somewhat embarrassing.
The reason for such a drop in fuel levels to me is quite simple. Back when I was in school, I had clear goals: I wanted certain GCSEs, A Levels, University acceptances etc. Times were tough and the struggle was as real as it has ever been but the final destination was clear. But skip forward a few years and the case is different because my long time life goals aren’t as clear. My long-term goals exist but they aren’t specific enough to keep me going. I’m sure you’ve heard of SMART goals before; my current goals are measurable, attainable, realistic and timed, but I have no idea what the hell they are!
Every morning would I take a look at my TimeHop and I was almost ashamed at what I had become- how easily I allowed myself to fall into a system that keeps chugging along with no end goal. But I couldn’t stay down for long. What good is it that I can motivate others yet need to turn to external sources for guidance with my own life?
I am now competing with my old self.
Simply wanting to be inspired is not enough. I needed a plan and so I made one. As an organised freak, I can tell you my plans for the next 6 months; the next 6 years, however, are a bit more difficult. This ‘life plan’ I made isn’t a detailed document or a contract sealed in blood. I turned to my spiritual father too knowing full well that it was likely that His plan showed no resemblance to mine, but it kept me motivated, it improved my work ethic and it made me proud!
My earthly father always told me that it didn’t matter what I was working on, what mattered was that I did my best! So whether I was doing a job I was unsure about or writing this blog, I needed to give it my all- because anything with my name on it should be the best representation of me possible! I know, I know, my parents are just full of wisdom!
What about you?
Making plans keeps me motivated, but I can’t be inspired but what is yet to happen. My old self-inspired my new self, in this case, to get the ball rolling and make that plan.
Do you inspire yourself? No? Well, you should! Just in case no-one has told you in a while, you are fxcking awesome! (Excuse my profanity, no other word provided enough emphasis). I’m not just saying that, you truly are an incredible being.
I rarely read my old work, but one day I did and it made me laugh so hard. “Girl you really thought you were killing it with that line!” was what I thought to myself. But what inspired me was how bold I was, how little I cared about who was reading and their criticism. My point is that there must be something you did, whether or not it was successful, that highlighted a trait that you’ve managed to suppress over the years that you wish you could get back. Whatever it is, go and get it!
We grow and change, but not always for the better, so turn to your old self and be inspired by the qualities you admire.