Motive versus Reward

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“If cash rules everything around you, then it just might rule everything about you.” -kR

“The money is the motive,” they say. Well I digress. For me, the money is not the motive but the reward.

When money is the motive for one’s work, then one might easily lack motivation when it comes in short supply. This is because in such a scenario the individual perceives money to be the desired outcome or end result. Therefore, the lack or insufficiency thereof at the end of one’s labors is viewed through the lens of disappointment and is likely to be measured as failure, regardless of the quality of work or intangible lessons the journey may yet have provided.

However, when money is the reward for one’s work, then one is more likely to be grateful for whatever gains it might provide. In this case, at the fulfillment of one’s labor of passion a true sense of gratification can be found. As such, the individual perceives his or her work through the lens of success, and judges it to be a masterpiece; and regards any added financial gain as a bonus, or the icing on the cake.

Besides, if one does his or her work well enough for long enough, then all things being equal, in all likelihood, invariably the money will come.

P.S. Make money, don’t let money make you!

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Track Star

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“The woman that I would try is worth every trial that I would face.” -kR

Down in the blocks oblivious to the cheers of the crowd, he has a singular focus – win the race and earn the reward. For truly never before has such a uniquely beautiful medal been at stake. With eyes on the prize he barely notices the hurdles on the track. “Stay in your lane,” he reminds himself to run his own race. As far as he is concerned this race is his for the taking. There is no competition in the seven other lanes, because ultimately his greatest competition is the runner within.

The pistol blasts off and the other runners follow suit! Ah the anxiety of those who pursue the desires of the heart! For his part he runs with graceful strides, relatively slower albeit deliberately so. “Never let your emotions act without the benefit of reason.” By the home stretch the sprinters have grown weary, but having kept a consistent pace he’s still in good shape. As he passes the leading runner who stares at him with mouth agape, he recalls an evening chat he once had with the prize about the fable of the tortoise and the hare. As he remembers the morale of her version he smiles and says to himself, “I just finish what I start.”

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