I’ve written stacks of wish list plans, “vision statements”. Two I really got right.
In 2001 in my first year of practise I wrote a vision statement of my One Day practise. I promptly buried said paper in an avalanche of notes. I spent the next 13 years pretending I didn’t want to have my own business. I found it recently- it was scary how closely my practise matches my original dream.
When we purchased our current house I wrote a wish list and a not negotiable list. I wanted a cul-de-sac “street”, less than 2 km to a train station, in several certain suburbs, certain price & it needed to have lots of light. In year 10 at high school we did an Art subject on housing styles. I remember walking down a beautiful large fig lined street and saying to myself “ I want to live in this suburb one day”. We bought a house one street over from the figs. I had forgotten my girlhood wish until we moved in! I was so shocked when I remembered.
My thought is that the vision statements & wish lists that worked for me were the ones anchored in my deepest values. The fanciful daydreams of living on some island or earning so much money or even being a size 8 didn’t tap into the real me & the real values and wants of Mary-Anne. Once during a neuroanatomy lab I had a moment. I decided my company name, if I ever had one! Again I promptly buried that thought. Fast forward 15 years and I name my company after the delicate lining around the brain – and then it hit me! I had picked that name out years before but had forgotten.
When it resonates with you is it there in your psyche permanently waiting for an opportunity for fulfilment?