"Whether you believe you can do a thing or not, you are right." ~Henry Rod
I have a cork board in sight. Little more than the size of a boot box, but littered with visual representations of my aspirations. I'd cluttered my monitor with post-its once upon a time, but time decayed the adhesive and some became lost. Some call it a goal board, but that's hardly magical. Maybe it's some incantation of The Secret, an experiment to convince myself there is a force at work for or against us greater than anything we can understand. The cork board required effort. The purchase, the great hunt for thumb tacks in my desk's jungle drawer, the seeking out of images and words to capture a future reality that fills daydreams. Minimal effort, compared to the road traveled to get there, but something more than thought. The permanence of words and actions.
One of the most powerful forces we harness in life is belief. In others, yes. In ourselves, more. It takes a quiet mind to dig down and find our definition of success. What a tremendous leap of faith to take that definition and own it. Shout it from the rooftop. Tell our family. Post it on a board. It makes our dreams vulnerable, a bullseye for cynics. Most importantly, it stands as a monument to ourselves. A Pavlovian reenforcement we will someday come to know as truth.
I can't tell you what's on my board. The contents are too raw, too familiar. Nor do I want to know what's on yours. I do want to share the process. I challenge each of you to begin gathering symbols, ideas, photographs and find a place for them you see each day. If a board doesn't work for you, try one of those travel coffee mugs that are a fillable blank canvas for decoration and drink from it each day. Try the inside of your closet door or a bookmark. Anything goes, as long as you lay eyes on it each day. Add other ideas here. Together we'll find out if there is magic.
Most artistic feat today: paper monsters