Because I Want To

I’ve never really loved the idea of “Start with Why.”

Not because it’s useless, but because it quietly assumes something I don’t think is true. It assumes that motivation has to be extracted from the outside. It tells us that if we can just find a big enough reason—fear, desperation, duty, or hatred of our current situation—we’ll finally force ourselves to move.

“With a big enough why, you’ll figure out the how.”

I’ve heard that line a thousand times. I’ve been to the Tony Robbins events and watched people cry while screaming their "whys" into microphones. Almost all of them are fueled by some version of something is wrong with me or my life. “I’m sick of being fat.” “I can’t live like this anymore.” “I hate what I see in the mirror.”

Sure, those whys can generate action. So can a cattle prod.

But what if the why is just, “because I want to?” Or “because it would be fun?” Or “because I feel love moving through me and this seems like the next honest expression of that?"

Start with Why” works great if you’re trying to whip your ego into doing more. There’s nothing wrong with that. Plenty of people want help getting more done.

I’m interested in what happens when you drop the external-motivation game entirely. When you stop trying to scare, shame, or pressure yourself into motion. When you stop pretending you’re broken or behind, you don't need a massive, traumatic "Why" to justify your existence or your actions. You just move.

No "how" required.