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Create Your Own Vision (Board) Workshop Recap, Tips for Creating Your Own, + A Starter Vision Board Kit

A few months ago, as I created my own most recent vision board (pictured above), I had the idea that I’d love to lead an entire workshop on doing exactly what I was doing in that moment. I looked around at the environment I’d created — a glass of rosé, a few magazines spread out on the table in front of me, scissors, glue sticks, paper bag trash bag next to me for all of the inevitable paper scraps I was about to create, and groovy dance tunes filling the air around me.

I thought it would be pretty amazing to re-create this environment and then also fill it with other people who were energetically focusing their attention on their own dreams, goals, and intentions. I happened to find the phrase “workshop” in one of the magazines, so I cut it out and put it up on mine.

The Universe Conspires

A short ways into the planning process (really, just costing out what I’d need to buy and supply), I asked an event-planner friend of mine if she could recommend a good venue that would be well-suited to making a giant mess of magazine scraps while listening to music and drinking rosé.

What happened next can only best be described as the whole “… and, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it’* thing.

She said to me, “I actually need someone to lead EXACTLY such a workshop at the World Domination Summit this summer.”

Whaaaaaaaaaaat?!

So yesterday, I did exactly that. And of all of the places to test run and essentially launch this idea (and my coaching business with it) into the world, I couldn’t think of a better, more engaged place to do it.

Yesterday, I led my first Vision Board workshop at the World Domination Summit.

Show up

Supplies, space, and the guest list would all be BUILT IN. The target audience could not be a more receptive audience to spending two hours thinking about visions and intentions and then arts-and-crafternooning about it in the middle of the WDS HQ. 

All I had to do was supply some of my own magazines and show up. 

Hey, sometimes that’s the hard part (the showing up, not necessarily the magazines).

So, I did! This was yesterday and I am overjoyed at how well it went. 

The attendees were inspiring, engaged, creative, and open. They were excited to share their visions and dreams and even more excited when they found pictures, words, and phrases that seemed to *coincidentally* align with ideas, words, and phrases they already had in their heads. 

*spoiler alert : not a coincidence! Synchronicity is everywhere when we start to align with our purpose and calling*

Here are a few photos from the event: 

We started with a little overview on what a vision board actually is.

We talked about the power of setting intentions, creating space for our ideas and dreams, and the momentum we gain when we spend dedicated time focused on these visions, and the exponential power and momentum we gain when we surround ourselves with other people holding the same space and energy. 

Then, we spent a little over an hour flipping through magazines, sharing our visions, and putting it all together. 

It was magic.

I can’t wait to do this again here in Portland, and eventually take it to other cities in the future. 

Can’t wait ‘til then?

Create YOUR Own Vision (Board)

Here’s 5 tips to get you started, including a link at the end to snag your very own Create Your Own Vision (Board) Kit (yay!).

  1. Choose 1-2 magazines that you know will resonate and 1-2 that you wouldn’t necessarily expect to. Example: men’s interest magazines have long spent more time, column space, and ad space dedicated to topics on success, wealth, and power. Women’s magazines are catching up — yes! Yay! — but the variety of both plus travel, fashion, cooking, whatever your interests are (cycling! birds! sports!) is a great place to start.
  2. Have a specific focus. Or don’t! You can choose a theme (Home, Travel, Health, Romance) and look for images and words in support of that theme. This is a great approach if you’re seeking focus. Or, you can create a more holistic vision board that represents multiple areas of your life. This is great if you’re seeking balance.
  3. Keep a trash bag or can nearby. I find that this is an excellent re-use of paper grocery bags. Scraps into the bag, bag into the recycling. 
  4. Don’t spend money on new magazines! Use what you have. Ask your friends to gift you their old ones. Shop garage sales, Goodwill, or thrift stores for old magazines at a major discount. The more you’re re-using and/or recycling the better. 
  5. Need a jump start? I got you! I created this super simple and also super fun Vision Board kit to get you started. Each kit comes with the actual supplies you’ll need (scissors, glue, board) plus 2-3 magazines, washi tape and other fun crafty accessories, and a vinyl pouch to keep it all organized. Get it, get it!

Have you created a vision board before? What visions have you manifested by keeping them front-and-center in your daily thoughts? 

*Paulo Coehlo, The Alchemist

I needed that workout to be terrible.

I didn’t realize it when I walked in, but I needed that workout to suck. I needed it to be absolutely terrible.

I needed moments that I hated, moments in which I was uncomfortable, moments where I wanted to quit.

I mean, I didn’t want that. I wasn’t thinking that when I walked in after my cute little morning routine of writing, meditating, and positive affirmations. A little nagging voice of self-doubt and big fears started to surface, and I wrote and wrote, and mediated a little, and positively affirmed my way through it, with little luck.

I walked to class reciting the same positive affirmations over and over, even if I didn’t quite believe them yet.

I walked in feeling okayyyyy. Not better, but not worse. The coach outlined the format of the upcoming workout. Ok, I thought. No biggie.

Until we got through the first segment and I wanted to die.

Until we rowed for the first time and I couldn’t feel my legs, and then we had to go up and do more running.

Until we finished running and then did squats and then did more rowing and then more running and more burpees (death to burpees) — and WAIT.

Oh my god, did I do a real, actual, not-on-my-knees push-up for the first time? and the second time? and the third? Am I doing push-ups?! OMG.

And then the rowing and the running and all of the things all over again and I hated all of it. None of it gave me that runners’ high, none of it made me feel like I was strong or capable. Not until the very end when I literally just thought, THANK GOD that is over. I’m over it. I’m done. I want to go home.

I needed that to suck.

I needed to straight. up. hate my workout today to remember that it is okay that things are hard sometimes. It’s okay for a challenge to lose its luster, for hard work to be hard work. It’s ok, because we can do hard things.

The workout was absolutely the hardest yet for me, since I started attending classes at Orange Theory back in January. From one circuit to the next, over and over, pushing limits.

Usually, even in the toughest tests of my physical endurance, I can find something to push to, something to hold on to, and something to keep me going. I can laugh even though I’m exhausted. I can remind myself that this will pass, that I’ll be done soon, that I’m building muscle, losing fat, strengthening my mental and physical endurance, getting better. I can push myself with confidence.

Today didn’t feel like that. Today was just straight up fucking hard, and I had a real hard time admitting that. I’m doing good things for myself and my health, I should be happy about that, right? And then the inner negotiations begin:

I am choosing to be here. I chose this. I’m here because I decided to do this.

But I don’t want to be. I want to be done. I want it to be over. I don’t like this. I don’t want to be doing this.

It was somewhere on the rower that at this point in my life, in this week, I realized I needed this to be hard. My morning was hard, there were fears and doubts and stress. I needed the workout to be hard. I needed to remind myself that it is okay to struggle, it’s okay to be uncomfortable, and it’s okay to get frustrated. Because even in the middle of all of it, I knew it would end eventually. And I knew I’d do it (even if it meant not feeling my legs for days after).

I needed the reminder that it is OKAY that things are hard sometimes, because we can do hard things. They won’t always be, they will pass, and I do have, within me, the ability to push through it. I have the endurance it takes, I have the resilience, and I have the perspective. I have the strength. It’s tough, it’s terrible in the moment sometimes, but it won’t feel that way forever. In fact, it won’t feel that way for much longer. I can get through it (so can you).

I came out of that class feeling the same way I do after a yoga class that decided to focus a lot of hip openers. Emotionally open. Emotionally wrecked. Feeeeeeeelingsy. I thought I might cry, but not really for any specific reason other than something had been unlocked inside me.

It’s okay to struggle, because hey, guess what? I did make it through that class. I did run when I thought I couldn’t any more. I kept rowing when I thought my legs were going to give out. I even did a few push-ups (real ones!) for the FIRST TIME probably ever in my whole life.

I didn’t need it to be terrible because I wanted to punish myself; I needed it to be terrible so I could remember that it’s okay that somethings are terrible.

Later that day, feeling at least a little encouraged, I — for some reason, I don’t know why — I pictured myself going though my day like a character in an 8-bit video game. I was walking along this linear course, dodging, jumping over, and zapping little bugs coming at me. It’s how I pictured handling the rest of my day. Some strategy and foresight would come in handy, but overall, it just came down to being decisive in the moment. And an inner monologue that comes with sound effects.

Pew, pew. Pew, pew, pew.

A little love for the OTF

*I joined Orange Theory Fitness here in Portland back in January. I can’t speak highly enough about how much I enjoy the community, the classes, the coaches, and the results I’ve seen since. I can’t speak strongly enough about how much my life, my health, my wellness, and my emotional stability of improved since I started (coupled with some one-on-one wellness coaching I’ve committed to as well). To avoid the Kool-Aid talk here, I’ll continue to reference this as my gym or my workout and leave the lingo back in the classes, but if anyone wants to talk to me about it or has questions or just wants to talk about it with me, I will always always always be excited to talk about OTF. (As a note, I’ve lost 15 pounds since January, that I attribute largely to my commitment to OTF as well as some significant dietary changes.)