I suppose the answer for me is moments of grace - knowing I'm happy when I am happy. The times I feel that are in nature, walking by the river, cycling. The feeling of adventure, that invites you to live life anew, a bit like a child, carrying fears with excitement. In friendship I appreciate honesty, creativity and fearlessness. Not being afraid to rock the boat. I try not to loose sight of what's really going on inside myself and use that as the guide. Often when I ignore that, I get into trouble. Otherwise, I get depressed and then I can't even feel anything.

I guess, then I'm motivated by the idea there is beauty in the world and moments of perfect peace. I'm motivated by fessing up to myself when I'm really bored with the mental limitations I've put on life.