A vision board is a collage or collection of images of tangible and intangible things you want in your life.
Wow. People who actually make these things for themselves must be super focused and organized and on the ball. And of course have a really good idea about what they want out of life.
I wouldn’t even know where to start. My needs are simple, my wants are few. My head is empty. Therefore my (imaginary) vision board at the moment is pretty bleak and blank.
I’ve always tried to be very careful about the big and important stuff I wish for because things rarely turn out with the results I expect. It’s so much easier to just let life happen without trying to control and force and manipulate the crap out of it. There’s been nothing so far too hard to handle, and a million unexpected moments of joy that I never imagined could happen until they did.
Or maybe I’m simply too old and lazy for such brave visions of the future. I have a year to go before retirement. I would like to survive it. Is there a picture to represent that?
I guess I could put it into words and hang that on my wall – GO TO WORK. STAY ALIVE.
But then what if tomorrow I get run over by a bus? Does that make me a failure? If I had a board covered with pictures of places I’ve never been and people I’ve never met and expensive things I can’t afford and my family had to look at that after I’m gone, it would just make them sad. Poor lady, never got to do any of the crazy things she imagined she might. I would not want them to think my life had not been full because of a few small things it lacked.
If I had made a Vision Board for myself when I was 20, it would not have included pictures of me married to an outdoor camping wildlife enthusiast or living in tiny remote settlements in Canada’s Arctic. But that’s what life handed me, and I happily accepted. I never imagined myself living in Alberta either, but here I am.
I never wished to travel, but I’ve gone on some amazing trips. Next spring I might end up in Greece. But if I don’t, it doesn’t matter. I like my life more or less the way it is. That either makes me content and easy to please, or utterly unambitious and boring. I suppose I am all those things.
There will be no Vision Boards for me. I can see how they would work for some people, helping them to keep their goals and aspirations in view, reminding them where they’re going and what’s important, and inspiring them to stay focussed and full of purpose.
Meanwhile, I’m happy to wander around in the dark and deal with whatever I bump into. At least I know it won’t be one of those boards.
And if I find myself on a beach like this one, I’ll try really hard to cope.