Okay, so there’s this book called “The Secret”. I’ve never read it and would probably find it facetious. From what I know it’s talking about how you get what you want and one key feature is visualizing the success or goal or whatever it is you want and thereby achieving it, making it happen if you will.
Well, I don’t think I’ll be getting to go on my round the world trip by simply visualizing it. I’m going to have to work very hard to safe the money I need and make a lot of preparations in order to get the most out of the time I have, which is surprisingly little. I mean, if I am unprepared I may end up wandering aimlessly around Buenos Aires, because I have no idea what it has to offer.
But I can see myself sitting on a mountain in Patagonia and enjoying the scenery after undertaking a hike to get there. I can see that happening, which probably falls under the theme of visualizing it.
The point is: I have a very vivid imagination. Well, no, that is why I can see things, but that’s not the point. Hang on, that didn’t come out right, I imagine things, I don’t see things that aren’t there. Okay, there’s no way to say this without sounding somewhat strange, so never mind.
Let’s try this again. The point is this: by seeing yourself in a certain place, or doing something you want to do, I believe you’re halfway there to making it happen. If you can’t imagine yourself doing something, you’re unlikely to ever make it happen.
Does that make sense? If not try and reread it. If it still doesn’t make sense, you’re free to complain in the comments.
Whatever I can envision, or dream up, I can make happen. And no, I can’t see myself inventing a transporter or a warp drive or laser swords and travel to Mars and beyond. I’m lacking the scientific knowledge, the technical skill and the technological advancement in general to make any of these things happen.
I can see myself living on a houseboat that I have designed myself. I can see myself living with Greyhounds again. I can see myself on a trip around the world. I can see myself sitting at a desk writing my latest book. I can see myself growing old with the love of my life.
For once that isn’t me day dreaming either. These are not just dreams, this is my future.
Maybe the secret is to believe that you can make all the things you dream about happen. The knowledge, certainty and sometimes sheer bloody minded stubbornness that goes against all odds. The secret is not to just let things happen, but to make them happen.
Don’t just go with the flow. Swim in the direction you want to go.
Maybe it’s just my secret, which is now not so much of a secret anymore.