Visualise This!

I’m in one of life’s lulls at the moment, things have come to a grinding halt and its time for me to reassess.

I’ve been reading a lot of new age “how to get what you want from life” books and I’ve come across a common theme VISUALISATION BOARDS!

The theory behind it goes something like this, if you want something out of life, promotion, relationship, more money etc you must first visualise it. You can write it down, cut out images from a magazine and make a collage of the life you want in the near future. The key then is to put it somewhere you can see it everyday where you can focus you energy on your goals.

The more I read about it the more I warmed to the idea and thought what the hell let’s make a visualisation board!

I went down to my local newsagent and bought up a whole heap of different magazines, found myself a hot pink cork board at Kmart and got stuck into making it.

But what should I ask the universe?

What is it that I need?

Ah ha! A job! and not just any old job! I want a job that pays at least double the shit wage I’ve been on for the last two years.

Now I’ve asked the universe for a big paying job, what shall I do with my new-found cash. A holiday prehaps, a big epic holiday overseas. I’ve always wanted to go to Europe and my secret dream has been to live and work in London.

But I don’t want to do this all by myself, and it would be a shame not have anybody to share it with, so what the hey, lets sick “future boyfriend” on the list.

By now my hot pink board was looking a little crowded and the last thing I want to ask the universe for is clutter so I thought 3 was a good number to settle on, well.. for now at least.

As I looked down at my board in sheer admiration I noticed something was missing, a muse, people who I admire and inspire me. I picked four amazing women who I think the world of to represent the person I would one day like to become.

Finally I ended with a quote, something I can look at and inspire me (even on those shitty days when you don’t want to get out of bed), which simply said “it’s your time to shine”.

Yes, cheesy I know, but fuck it, come what may, cheese and all….