I struggle with depression on and off. This is going to sound odd, but sometimes the best way to stir myself up to action (my depression manifests as inertia, dullness, sadness etc) is to contemplate how tenous our lives are here. Not just any day but any moment
, we could die: accident, illness, or violence... it happens. If we are lucky, we get to grow really old, and gradually fade away. But however we end up going, go we will. Sometimes I reflect on this body that I hold so dear, (imagining it) as lying dead on the floor...how sad, but it's going to happen one day, it is unavoidable...am I ready? How can I live my life today
so as to be prepared to die with a calm and unconfused mind, when that day comes?
Practice, practice, practice!