I’ve always been a fan of motivational speaker Tony Robbins. He seems to have such a good time up there in front of thousands, and who could not be inspired by his enthusiasm for following your passion?

But I never expected to find him in the master bedroom closet. The other night, though, there he was. I’d gone fishing through a few more cardboard boxes in seemingly endless quest to put my late husband “stuff” in the hands of someone who could use it.

There, in a little plastic flip box was an audiotape of Tony – labelled in the unmistakable perfect printing of my Bob’s older sister Sally. Through a happy coincidence, the box also held a working tape recorder. The reward of the cleaning spree was an evening with Tony, urging me to “shape my destiny” and identifying for me the “six basic human needs.”

Unfortunately, we only got through three (certainty, significance and love). Apparently there’s a second tape somewhere. I can’t wait to find it. Meanwhile, Tony has motivated me … to keep cleaning.