A little while ago I made a post about dream boards. I’m almost done with them!

My life has sort of come to a standstill during the course of the past month. I’ve needed to find the time to do various paperwork, logistical errand running, assisting, craigslist furniture scouting and delivering, used car buying, apartment hunting and school registration. All for various family members. The only time I’ve had for myself has been spent wining and dining with friends. Because I DESERVE IT.

Unfortunately I also haven’t had much time to actually realize my dreams because it’s time consuming. Actively taking steps to apply or interview for a job, let’s say, or making sure I don’t leave the house looking horrifying so as to attract a mate, lets say, or taking walks around Beacon Hill wondering why the occupants of various apartment/mansions are still covering those gorgeous bay windows in outdated 80s fan curtains and thinking about how beautifully it would be decorated if it were mine… I’ve been distracted. From doing the aforementioned things, which were really high on the list before I was bombarded by everyone I know for help because I’m “not doing anything”.

Which is untrue. I am engaged in a period of tremendous growth and rejuvenation, I’m getting back into my SELF. I started yoga, I’ve been baking and cooking a lot more, I started knitting! I did a cost-benefit on my daily dream-reaching activities and I’ve decided that, for the short term, dream boards would be enough. Aligning the power of my unconscious mind and the universe while I complete my ever expanding altruistic tasks seems to be the most viable option.

After all this is done, I’m giving myself a financially unwise vacation that will foster more soul searching and fun times so that I will return feeling guiltier than I ever have so I can start getting my life back in order.

The dream boards are like a blue print. For my preferred life.

This is my progress:

A huge minus with dream boards is that you, or, more appropriately, I, can only really use fashion magazines. You’re supposed to use phrases, words and images that ‘speak” to you, which I did. I do know that things like this are ridiculous, and if you do too, don’t harp on this. It’s just our logical minds interpreting what they see before us as a schizophrenic episode. What makes this okay is that it’s an exercise that allows us to use our feminine minds. It’s emotional. And sensory.

This one is a work in progress. I’ve decided to do these in layers. Pretty, desirable page-length foundational backgrounds are laid on first until they cover the entire board. Then smaller images, then more smaller images, then even smaller images, then words. Or logos and insignias.

I decided to divide the boards into love, career and lifestyle categories.

In five years, or whenever, I’ll be really really fashionable, have several houses in various exotic locations and a loft in a high rise in midtown, I’ll be an executive, I’ll travel a lot, I’ll have a lot of trousers and loafers with tassels on them and gorgeous purses, a husband that is incredibly attractive, I’ll have children and a bicycle with a woven basket.

And there it is.