Tag: Motivational


Today, the coast is swallowed by the tide

Remaining close to the rocks

Where the people reside


You see, the tide longs for a friend

As it’s a lonely world

When you reach land’s end


However, the time always arrives

When the tide must go out

For in the ocean it thrives


It’s nature’s tug-of-war

The tide struggles to recede

Two steps forward, one back to shore


Despite the struggles, the tide will weather storm

And by the end of the day

Will be deep at sea, reborn.


We can be likened to the tide

Overcoming many obstacles

Throughout our life-long ride


The journey is a tough one too

Like the tide, we will change at times

While searching for our path to the ocean blue


As we change, we’ll grow as people

Striving for perfection

For life has no sequel


Then, we’ll come to see

Perfection isn’t attainable

The key is to live with happiness and glee


Finally, we’ll make it to sea with that in mind

Smiling at what we’ve accomplished

As we leave the world behind.


Where I lay right now

Is the lowest of the low

I’m in a place

Where nothing will grow


I hear the rumors swirling

Like an out-of-control black hole

And I’m feeling that

I’m going to be swallowed whole


Where I stand right now

Is the highest of the high

I’m in a place

Where even the dead come alive


Only the rumors still swirl

No matter my state

I’m left wondering once more

If they’ll ever be escaped


I despair over the cycle

One I despise with such fire

For a drama-free lifestyle

Is what I desire


I sought a solution

And it hit me today

It’s quite simple:

If you love yourself, it’ll all be okay.


Some love to talk

They’re a miserable breed

They laugh when you fail

And cringe when you succeed


Though their words are vicious

I’m smiling with glee

For I am at peace

Knowing I’m happy with me.


All my life, I’ve always been the one who had to be under control. I live for the feeling of safety in knowing that I’m in the driver’s seat for everything I do, and cannot stand otherwise. My love of control goes down to even the car I drive, which has a manual transmission. The sensation of shifting through the gears and knowing that I am determining what rate the engine rotates at is not only satisfying, but also calming knowing that I have more control than most. I thought that this insatiable need for control would aid me in achieving my dreams, as I believed that I controlled my own destiny and had to make things happen myself. Though this is true in some cases, I’ve realized that there’s far more too achieving one’s dreams than forcing them to happen.

As it turns out, chasing dreams certainly plays a part in bringing them to life, but I have learned that always being in control isn’t the key to success, and actually may inhibit growth. I learned this lesson the hard way-through my own experiences, and tough ones at that.

About a year ago, I’d just ended my first year of collegiate soccer in California. From the time I was 8 years old, I always dreamed of playing college soccer in California, an escape from the rainy days of Seattle. I achieved that goal, and living the dream was nothing short of amazing. However, my dream was short-lived. I misstepped at practice after jumping for a ball, and instantly fell to the ground, writhing in pain. In that single motion, an action I’ve repeated thousands of times in my time playing soccer, I blew out my knee and my career as a collegiate athlete was over.

What followed this injury was several months of misery, and nearly a year without soccer. I was forced to return home to a nearby community college and pick up a near full-time job to pay for my own place and struggled with the depression I felt in relation to my injury just about every day. I reached possibly my lowest point of all time and couldn’t see a light at the end of the tunnel, only darkness and uncertainty.

Thankfully, great times were just around the corner, and my injury actually led to a period of growth for myself. By giving up soccer, I found a renewed passion in my studies as I was no longer stressing about due dates and forcing myself to do my schoolwork. With the extra time I had after giving up soccer, I was able to enjoy and actually look forward to school for the first time in years. Also, as my passion for school increased, my GPA increased as well. The improvement in my grades opened many doors for furthering my education, including an acceptance to Foster School of Business at the University of Washington, a top-notch business school in the area.

Through my many trials and tribulations on my journey from failure as a collegiate athlete to success as a student, I had a major epiphany. I realized that my lack of control in the situation I dealt with contributed to my success, and that I truly cannot ever control everything in my life. Though I believe it to be extremely important to control what you can and set proper goals, no individual can ever hope to control the tragedies life hands out.

Although these tragedies are often quite difficult to deal with and seemingly unbearable, the low points in life almost always are pathways to the highest points. There are lessons to be learned in tough situations, which strengthen character and make one more well-equipped to deal with future misfortunes that are bound to occur.

Unfortunately, I spent a great deal of my life living apprehensively and guarding myself from potential deterrents that could possibly get in the way of my goals and dreams, but have finally seen first-hand that doing so is quite naive and limits one’s potential. It is inevitable for there to be unavoidable twists and turns along the road to success-a word that may have a much different definition and form than it did at the beginning of life than it will later, as it now does for me-but that with each twist and turn, a straightaway lies inbetween.

What lies at the end of the of the road, though? Who knows. So, take the risk that few are willing to and let go of the steering wheel. Follow your ambitions and goals with no back-up plans or boundaries and strive for whatever it is you dream of – lose control.



As of late, I’ve been finding it extremely difficult to find reasons to smile. Life’s been changing far too quickly and a multitude of seemingly endless personal issues have taken their toll. I’m ashamed to admit that I’ve tended to dwell on these issues and feel sympathy for myself, leading to a miserable past few weeks. However, my eyes were opened to how selfish my feelings were by the least likely of sources.

A few days back, I ventured into the woods with a friend and came across an old man playing guitar. His happiness was infectious, brightening everything and everyone in his presence. I couldn’t help but follow suit and smile as I passed by, as the man’s positivity changed my mood instantly. At this time, I thought that he was merely enjoying himself, as he smiled and strummed away with reckless abandon, relishing his free time. In reality, I could not have been more wrong.

A few days later, I went for a run in the woods, alone this time. I was surprised to see the man again, playing the guitar with the same unforgettable smile and positive air about him that caught my attention previously. This time, though, I noticed a great deal more than just the man. I noticed his bicycle that lay next to him, his bag of tattered clothes, and a delapidated, poorly-assembled shelter nearby. The man was without a home.

After my run, I couldn’t help but think about the man with the guitar. The more I thought about the man, the more angry I became at myself. I am a healthy, well-off college student with plenty of positives in my life and with millions of reasons to be happy, complaining about a few personal issues while a homeless man plays the guitar with the carefree joy I wished I had. That’s when I realized that the pain and the stress caused from temporary issues like the ones I’m dealing with are just that-temporary.

As I went to bed that night, I vowed to do one thing: Forget about my worries and do as the man with the guitar does-smile.



All is not lost

When you do not win

You must get back up

Using strength from within


There will be no grin

There will be no laughter

There will be pain

There will be disaster


But you will outlast her

Don’t settle for fifth

Strive for the best

And success will come with


Misfortune is a myth

Designed by the weak

Who cannot endure

And excuses they seek


Some times may be bleak

But do not cower

As you have learned

You have the willpower