Like the story about a child going missing in Africa. All the warriors of the tribe spend three days looking for the missing child, and turn up empty handed.
Disconsolately they sit around the camp fire, wondering about the child’s fate. Was it eaten by wild animals? Did it starve to death.
On day four the child arrived back with it’s mother.
“How did you find the child, you have no skills?” asked the warriors.
“He is my son” replied the child’s mother.
There is motivation, then there is motivation.
Who can stop you when you really have it?
No one can give it to you.
If you have it no one can stop you