Life is the best motivator!

I think that majority of my followers did not read this post.
During our 40 years in America we often heard: “I want it and I want it now!” My responses are: “What did you do to get it?” and “Go for it!”

PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS

There are many good motivational blogs in the WordPress blogosphere. They are well written and many of them contain beautiful uplifting photos and wise quotes of famous people.

However, I believe that life is the best motivator.

Let me share with you our experience.

My wife and I came in the USA in 1975 with two children. My wife did not know English at all. I believed that I knew English as in the USSR I translated many scientific papers and was able to communicate with foreigners in English. However, my first days in New York were terrible. I could not understand people and people could not understand me.

What did we do?

I found a job as a cutter in a tie factory. I worked 8 hours daily and spent 4 hours to go to work and back. There were 4-5 hours for sleep. All remaining hours I read books by…

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Thoughts about memory.

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I am thinking. Day and night. Without getting even a minimum wage!

Thinking is a very hard work! It might be very emotional too!

So I try to think about something very nice. However, it is not possible if you turn on TV or listen to the radio.

I am thinking that we have so much wonderful in our design!

For example, is not our memory a miracle?

When I was a 9 years old boy I decided that I would be a scientist. Scientists needed good memories.

A wonderful woman who worked in the local library liked me and advised me what to read. She found for me a book about training memory.

I started to train my memory and continue to do it now.

What are results of this training?

My native language is Russian. After living 40 years in America I still speak and write authentic Russian. If in the future I meet Anton Chekhov we’ll communicate without problem (I always wanted to ask Anton Chekhov how he became an expert in women).

I still remember thousands of wonderful books that I read. I am 80 now but I remember all major events that happened in my life after I became 7 years old and many terrible lies that our government told us (I lived in the Soviet Union until 1975).

My second language was Ukrainian. I learned it in school less than a year but I still remember poems of Taras Schevchenko.

My third language was Uzbek. I learned it in the high school but I’ve never been fluent in it. However, I still remember pages of Uzbek text.

Then I learned English. Today I can judge all nuances of books written in English by people from different countries. I trained myself to read very fast and to remember everything interesting and important.

My memory was extremely useful in my college years (I graduated from Moscow Textile Academy in 1956 and 1961 (PhD) and later from Queens College in 1978). I understood that many subjects were not necessary and deleted them from my memory immediately after passing exams.

Surely, a good professional must remember basics of her/his profession. It happened that due to emigration to America I had to change many professions. My memory helped me to survive.

However, all the above are only some examples of how important memory is.

Memory allows you to create your own definitions what is good and bad and follow them. It gives or does not give you an opportunity to love people and to have many people who love you, who are your friends. .

Memory allows you to remember facts of history and prevents you from being brainwashed by medias or by people who care only about themselves.

I use memory as a mighty daily source of joy. We can relive some good moments of our lives daily.

For example, at any moment I can see places we stayed in Paris, its streets, gardens and monuments, people we met, paintings and sculptures in museums.

I read a post about Copenhagen today and enjoyed  the post and sweet memories of wonderful three days in that city.

And now several quotes about memory:

God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.

James M. Barrie

Of what use is the memory of facts, if not to serve as an example of good or of evil?

Alfred de Vigny

Every man’s memory is his private literature.

Aldous Huxley

Art of Gaylord Ho.

Gaylord Ho was born in a family of poor farmers but he was able to excel his dreams.

Please click HERE to read about his life and to see his art.

I believe that you’ll like his emotional sculptures and that his life and achievements will inspire you.