Like my fellow Chicks Eva and Tracey, I finally saved my vision board from a dusty netherworld. Mine was in the corner of my office behind my sofa side table.
What does it mean that I relegated it there? That I am not taking my own vision seriously enough? That I fear others will scoff at my dreams? Maybe and definitely yes and probably much more. I now have it by my bookshelf where I can see it more easily. It’s not mounted, framed and lit, but if others look around when they come into my office, they can see it too. And now, anyone who looks at this post can see at least a corner of it.
I love looking at it. Every picture on it speaks to me. Which is why I guess it made it to my vision board in the first place. What will others think when they see it? It doesn’t matter. What matters is what I see. And that I’m inspired by it.
Oh, man, now I’ve got to find mine!!