The Vision I Thought I Knew
when the vision and reality are not always the same.
This is in reaction to the statement “Everyone Should Have an Inspiration Board.”
The vision I believed I understood We dream in a way that gives us light and hope for greater things to come thanks to a self-made mental elixir. Visions give us something to strive for and make us think critically about the here and now. A vision can both be a self-dive into our chaotic current and a jarringly eye-opening experience.
I’ve had what folks called “visions” for growing up ever since I was a young child. While stuck in time, I daydreamed about the future scenarios that made the most sense to me. For instance, when I was 20 years old, my buddy group supported me at my wedding because they believed they would never change and would always be the same. There would be elements of my existing situation in the vision I dreamed. Unaware that they would soon leave my life, some friends would surely attend my wedding. That seems to me to be the problem with the vision. A vision gives us a brief glimpse of how things might turn out or how we wish to live our lives given the situation we are in right now.
It resembles the reflection of one mirror off of another. The original mirror is the present. When we look at ourselves in the mirror, we can plainly see it and understand what is happening. The next view of us is a little hazy and far away after the mirror is reflected into another mirror. I perceive visions in that way. We make an expression when we smile at ourselves in the mirror that only we can recognise, but how can we be sure that grin is genuine given the endless number of mirrors? When there are so many potential distortions between now and then, we attempt to form a vision by focusing on the future.
As of right now, the majority of the dreams I had for myself when I was 10, 15, and even 20 years old have turned out very differently from what I had anticipated.
At age 10, my goals included having lots of friends, wearing the cutest clothes from Limited Too, visiting both sets of grandparents at least once a year, receiving a driveable pink Jeep for Christmas, and having the coolest room with the coolest wall art. I also secretly hoped the boy in second grade who sat next to me had a crush on me. I had dreams about getting pierced ears, getting a phone, and wearing tube tops.
I wanted to dominate the basketball court during recess and fight it out with the boys. I pictured myself as the teachers’ favourite because I wanted to be appreciated by them. Even if it wasn’t always true, I always had to show that I was smarter than the kid next to me because I didn’t want to get in trouble. Just a few of the goals I had for myself at the time are listed here. Even though they initially seemed dumb, they were all acceptable and made sense in retrospect. For what I knew at the time, my experiences only gave me a limited perspective on what life was like at that time. At age 10, this would be my vision board.
When I was 15, acceptance was more important to me than anything else. My eyes were awakened at a period of increased worry, social awkwardness, and knowledge of the future. Nothing was more important to me than to be liked and accepted. I daydreamed about having a car, a boyfriend, going to high school football games, wearing the cutest clothing all the time, and taking prom pictures with all of my pals. The removal of braces made it all sound like a dream. At age 15, this would be on my vision board. The Vision I Thought
Having no curfew, being financially secure enough to be able to go out and do things on my own, a fantastic internship, the college dream of joining a sorority, meeting my soul mate, owning my own place, travelling, getting married in my mid-twenties, and eventually settling down were all on my vision board when I was 20. This would be my vision board when I’m twenty.
Every vision I’ve experienced in my life had a certain time and place. Many of them make sense, and I am appreciative of all the stepping stones that have brought me to this point. A lot of the once-idealistic predictions I had come true, but it’s okay if they didn’t. The Vision I Thought
Since then, a lot has changed, and my vision board now might alter slightly from what it does in 15 years.
Visions of the future are amazing, but they may not always come true exactly as they do when you stare into the reflected mirror. Distortions could happen. But some would merely claim that such is life’s beauty. The Vision I Thought
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