Morning Mantras and Mirages
My Hesitant Foray into Visualisation
For the longest time, I scoffed at “visualization”. It seemed as implausible as meeting a unicorn in a Brixton pub. Who sits and daydreams, conjuring up idealistic versions of themselves, hoping it magically manifests? Absolute drivel, I thought.
And then, with the same devil-may-care attitude that I reserve for my late-night top-shelf-whisky raids, I decided to give it a whirl.
Every morning now, before I’m fully awake, before the weight of the world settles in, I find myself on a mental escapade. I see the ideal me — where I am, what I’m wearing (spoiler: it’s always chic), how I react to adversity (always calm, with a dash of charisma), how I spring out of bed, how I tackle work with relentless enthusiasm, and how I exude positivity as if it were a new fragrance I’d discovered.
In this head-space, life is perpetually rosy, and I’m brimming with optimism. If this were a Bollywood film, there’d be a catchy tune playing in the background. Each morning has become a ritual, almost spiritual. My very own “Morning Mantra Ritual”.
And here’s the kicker: it’s working.
Instead of dragging myself through the day’s mundane tasks, I find myself channelling that radiant, imaginary version of me. I’ve gone from asking, “What’s next on the to-do list?” to “Why am I doing this?” It’s a subtle shift, but one that’s metamorphosing my day-to-day.
Visualisation, it turns out, isn’t just about “seeing” but “feeling”.
It’s not just about the end goal, but the journey. It’s about igniting a raw hunger and ambition, ensuring I don’t just “stick” to tasks but that I thrive amidst them. It’s the daily “WHY” picture, keeping me focused, energetic, and optimistic.
And as if things weren’t extra enough, I’ve added an auditory dimension. Every morning, my own voice (initially cringe worthy, now oddly comforting) plays a mantra — “You are the best. Today is your day!”
Look, I’m not saying I’ve cracked the code to life. But reshaping my morning routine through visualization is like sipping a well-brewed cup of ambition. I’ve decided to wholeheartedly embrace this journey for the next 6 months, after which I’ll assess. Perhaps it’s just the placebo effect, or maybe there’s genuine magic here.
So, here I am, once a sceptic, now an ardent evangelist, throwing myself into the visual wonderland. And as with every adventure, the destination is uncertain, but the journey? Oh, it promises to be spectacular.
If all else fails, at least I’ve treated myself to a daily dose of audacious optimism. In this day and age, that’s gold. Let’s see where it takes me.
Onwards and upwards!
