Since June I’ve been holding on to an article by Martha Beck about creating vision boards. What’s a vision board you ask? It’s a collage of images that have the power to lead the collage-maker to her (or his) destiny. You may jest. Or doubt. But the people who create them, Martha included, swear by them.
How to make a vision board?
1. Cut out pictures of things you love, images that speak to you even if you don’t know why.
2. Paste them on a nice sheet of poster board or other weighty paper.
3. Realize your life’s ambition, or at the least the next step.
Like I said, I’ve been hanging on to the article not so much because I don’t believe in the concept (I’m vastly intrigued), but because every time I thumb through magazines, nothing seems to jump out at me. Maybe Martha’s magazines are better than mine? Or her instincts are higher on the woo-woo scale? Or maybe her destiny’s already out there just waiting for her to catch up and mine’s still incubating?
But then something happened last week that made me rethink the whole concept. Rummaging through some old albums, I plucked out the scrapbook I made when I was four. It was a time capsule of everyday items from the 50’s and 60’s. Remember S&H green stamps? I must have had a field day cutting up the catalog. I know I chose some images because they reflected the world around me. My mother’s glasses were that deep emerald color of Prell. What color were your mother’s?
Why I chose this next one I have no idea. I was probably attracted to the background color, which 50 years ago was likely a deep robin’s egg blue. The text just goes to show that even with vision boards, some things stay the same.
It reads: “The fight over medical care for the aged will be long and bitter…Here is a piercing article that reveals: •The hidden battle between the “Blues” and commercial companies in the sale of health-insurance policies. •The almost incredible rise in the cost of medical and hospital care. •The medical plight of the high-risk people over 65. •The reasons behind organized medicine’s attack on all attempts to place care for the aged under Social Security. •The views of some experts who have studied the problem….” Those experts are likely dead by now. Wonder what kind of medical care they had?
What amazes me about thumbing through this book is certainly the nostalgia factor: tail fins; carpet sweepers (catalog #34303 in grey and #3703 in red); a TV-Guide ad promoting “Color every day!” of broadcasts of The Jack Paar Show, Perry Como’s Kraft Music Hall, The Bell Telephone Hour. But the images that attracted me then are the same types that still snare my attention. Who knew that my propensity for collecting swatches of fabric, beautiful gift wrap, and patterns from magazines started when I was a youngster?
According to Beck, vision boards are tools to set in motion one’s future. She didn’t say anything about connecting with one’s future children. Only those who know my son is an ace ironer and had flannel bedding in this plaid will get the shivers. What on earth could have drawn me to an image that juxtaposed two symbols from my son’s life?
In her article, Beck cautions that once you have created your vision board, put it away and forget about it. “The purpose of a vision board,” she writes, “is to focus your attention — briefly.” The last step in her article instructs readers not to sit back and wait for Destiny to bonk you on the head, but to keep moving and stay alert. When those little miracle-like coincidences happen, pitch in and help them along.
Do vision boards work? I don’t know. But get a load of the image four-year-old me put front and center of her scrapbook, right down to the size nine shoes.
I’m going to get out my stack of magazines and start gathering. Destiny awaits.
What a treasure you found in that scrapbook! I love your selections — made me smile! And I am reminded of a scrapbook I made in grade school after the summer my parents took me to Williamsburg. I was totally enchanted by the place, and the scrapbook is a tribute to it. Reading my “gushing” over the place makes me laugh aloud.
Today, aside from my Somerset art magazines, the only magazines I save are my VICTORIA magazines. I think I have them all. Their combo of literary articles and features on literary, history haunts, says something about my taste, still, today… Thanks for making me revisit my own Memory Lane, Debra. I love Beck’s idea of the vision boards too. Something to try in my collage workshop!
We’ll have to bring our scrapbooks to lunch one day. If you make a vision board, send it along and I’ll share it in a future post.
Debra, I loved reading this. It’s quite startling to see how four year old you, predicted so much of your present life. Thanks for writing this and posting it. It not only gives the reader a smile, it gives the reader something to think about.
Happy New Years.
Hi Gaylee! It is mind-boggling, isn’t it? I’m glad that you enjoyed the post. If you make a vision board and want to share it, send it along.
This deserves an article for the broader public. I’d never read or heard about this perspective on vision boards. I’m starting mine this year.
Well, Martha’s article was a good one for the general public but this post had the touch of validation for sure! Verne, knowing you as well as I do, your vision board is going to be dynamite!
Debra – so glad to see you doing the vision boards. As you know, I’ve been doing these with the journaling groups for several years – and we expand into a deeper level by adding a mediation exercise, writing and dialogue-ing. HOpe you’re able to join us when we connect again in 2011. Happy New Year!
Here is web address to the original article from Oprah.
Was just introduced to a website that kind of follows your thoughts. Thought you might like to visit it. 🙂
i just checked out pinterest. It’s pretty cool. There is no end to the kinds of sites people will create. Thank you, Judi for sharing it.
As usual, I loved your post. Clearly, as you so astutely point out, a part of who we are as adults is fixed at birth. You reflected who you are – leanings, preferences, interests – even at the early age of four. What is most fascinating is that the thread is not simply woven in you, but connects to your children as well. One sentence particularly stands out to me and I wrote it down for further reflection and reference and that is: “When those little miracle-like conincidences happen, pitch in and help them along.” I totally agree that once we actually see the “coincidence” that we need to act on it in whatever way we deem appropriate. Thanks for the enlightenment and Happy New Year to you and your family!
Glad you liked the idea of helping along the coincidence/miracles that float into our lives. Staying alert is half the issue right there. Here’s to a 2011 filled with just such juxtapositions!