I have not decided to go back to school. Instead, I have vowed to become a student of life and pursue the merits of the Law of Attraction.
I recently overheard friends discussing their desire to create a vision board. Although I knew vaguely what a vision board was, I had never been entertained by the idea of creating one for myself. I love to lose time dreaming about my perfect kitchen. I have seen my future home in my brain so many times, and the idyllic life that goes along with it, but I have never felt the need to purchase a white board and post pictures of my idealized Arcadian existence until now.
I have envisioned myself cooking in this kitchen. I have seen the faces of the guests in those chairs enjoying wine and appetizers while I artfully prepare the next course, amusing their bouche with each morsel. My fully stocked pantry is organized so well, with labels facing forward, that it is only protected by a Muskoka-style screen door. The wine cellar is filled with robust red and crisp white wines and the food is freshly cooked every day. This is my bliss.
To add to my paradise there is a writing nook off in the corner, away from everything else, where my dreams are free to escape the confines of my brain and spontaneously arrange themselves on a blank page. All facets of my creativity thrive in this space and my happiness is shared with those around me.
Vision boards appeal to both the conscious and subconscious levels of our instinct. As I wrote this post, my vision board was staring back at me, daring me to make it a reality. Those spaces invite me to live within them. Those dreams want me to follow them into my new future. And those images will pursue me in my sleep and be there in the morning to remind me that my desires are real and I should never lose hope.