I used to hate The Secret. And admittedly, I didn’t believe in it. I didn’t believe in the power of the mind, I used to always believe that actions are more important than thoughts.
As a young girl, I used to draw a lot–and I was very good at it. I knew then that the superpower I tapped into was visualisation. I would imagine myself creating a certain kind of art and true enough it would come out pretty awesome. There was a time that I would do prank calls to my friends and I’d visualise the person who’s voice I was trying to copy and I got so many laughs because they thought their crush was calling (landline days, crazy, I know). Even when I wanted to have a material thing, just visualising it day after day, eventually, I would have it. I knew then that visualisation was a superpower but I didn’t know how to tap on it by will.
It was only recently that I learned that visualisation is a practice. Then was a time when I was very unhappy and sick. I look at myself in the mirror and see myself covered with all this excess weight. And the vision I have for myself was not the one I see in front of me: I am healthy, active, and moving a lot! My body is a reflection of the energy and vibe I put out in the world, which I know is positive. I LOVE TO LAUGH. And the body I had felt like a shell, it hindered people from seeing the real me.
Every single day, these thoughts consumed me. There was a HUGE cognitive dissonance between my thoughts and reality. And every single day those thoughts were in my head: I want to be this! I want to be 57kgs, the normal weight for my height. I want to be healthy inside and out! I had a target. I had a date: before my 29th birthday I will hit these goals.
Vision: I imagined myself being in a body that was more energetic, one where I can do activities all day. I imagined fitting into smaller clothes and looking my best. I imagined waking up every day sans any joint pain from lupus. I imagine travelling. I imagine seeing my friends and having a good laugh over lunch. These things every single day, consuming my thoughts.
And true enough, three months into the year, I’ve hit my goal. I’ve also maintained my weight–sometimes going down to 55kg, but never going beyond 57kg.
And once my goal is now reached, I’m aiming for a bigger vision. It takes a lot of work to get fit. And that’s what I’m aiming for. My short dip into CrossFit told me that I am way behind in my lower body strength. And so I have to hustle; at the same time, I want to be more responsible at home and at work.
How about you? What consumes your thoughts every day? What do you want so bad for a long time? Do you believe in visualisation?