When Oprah flew me out to talk about pray rain journaling on her show earlier this year, I was surprised to hear she had never leveraged the power of her own vision board.
Almost everyone in her audience already had theirs up, but Oprah was brand new to the idea! (Didn’t she see John Assaraf’s house story in The Secret?)
Anyway, knowing that she was new to the practice of vision boarding made me especially excited to hear that she was putting it into practice! This from John Assaraf’s Blog:
Dreams do come true! Talk show star Oprah Winfrey revealed this week that she uses a vision board to visualize her goals and harness the power of intention. So what did Oprah have on her vision board? The gown she intended to wear to a very special event – the Obama inauguration.
Here’s what Oprah told a New York radio station on Tuesday:
“I was speaking with Michelle (Obama) and Caroline Kennedy and Maria Shriver – we were all doing a big rally out in California. At the end of the rally Michelle Obama said something powerful, ‘and I want you to leave here and envision Barack Obama taking the oath of office.’ I created a vision board. I had never had a vision board before. I came home, I got me a board and put Barack Obama’s picture on it and I put a picture of my dress I want to wear to the inauguration.”
Wait a minute!
What’s even MORE cool about this story?! That our soon to be First Lady practices – and encourages others to practice – powerful visualizations! Holy Hannah!
Anyone else got goose bumps??
So, everyone, what’s on YOUR vision board?
So there I am, on my way to Chicago to tape for one of Oprah’s Law of Attraction shows. If you read Sunday’s post, you know I had mixed feelings about the deal.
Actually, Sunday my feelings weren’t so mixed. They were mostly terror.
But I was taking responsibility for my vibration and doing my best to calm it down. To relax. Enjoy. Breathe deep. Maybe even have some fun.
This is what I reminded myself the entire three hour flight there. Relax. It’s okay. You’ll be fine. Just be yourself. Relax. It’s okay. It’ll be over soon. Lots to enjoy here. Relax, for hell’s sake!
I didn’t sleep a wink even though my eyes were closed the entire flight and I’d started the day at the ungodly hour of 4 am.
This isn’t my favorite way to live … where I need to do so much “work” to have fun!
But it’s Oprah! What are you going to do?? Say no?? That would be ridiculous!
Of course you don’t turn down an opportunity like this. (I hadn’t read Jennifer’s comment on yesterday’s post and the thought she shared hadn’t yet occurred to me.)
So there I was, “Relax, enjoy, just be yourself.” It’s way too soon to start sweating, Jeannette.
Plus, who knows, with the snow storm in Chicago, I might not even make it. (That was a thought of relief.) My flight was seriously delayed due to weather, and what I learned later was that one Chicago airport was shut down completely and many flights didn’t arrive at the other one. But mine did. (Anxiety returns, even though I know I should consider it a miracle.)
And then there was the greeter waiting for me at the airport to hustle me into the limo. <hee hee>
Okay, this isn’t so bad.
Once we arrive at Harpo Studios (me! at Harpo Studios!) the driver escorts me past security because we’re so late. (Although I had to leave my suitcase full of pray rain journals there that the producers had asked me to bring along.)
They whisked me into “hair and makeup” where no less than three professionals did their best to make me beautiful for the first half of taping. I was to tell the story about how awful life was before I knew to practice Law of Attraction. How I had my little breakdown in the backyard where I threw the pooper scooper on the garage roof and the bag of poop in the neighbor’s yard and went to bed for four days, which is when I read my first book about LOA.
Okay, you know what was going through my head right? We KNOW not to focus on these things that don’t feel good, and here I was, not only re-living it, but doing so for millions to join me in. I was hesitant at the wisdom of this, to say the least.
But I did it. It’s Oprah! What are you supposed to do? This is no time to ask yourself what feels better.
After that I had a whole ‘nuther night to practice relaxing, which I was only mildly successful at. In fact, we watched a screening of Louise Hay’s You Can Heal Your Life movie, where I was reminded about the importance of my negative, stressful thoughts.
The next day I go through the whole hair & makeup routine again, and we’re ushered (like important people) into the audience for taping of the first show. After the first show taping, we’re moved up to front row so we can tell the second half of our stories on the air and have a one on one exchange with Oprah & friends (Martha Beck, Louise Hay, Cheryl Richardson).
Except that Martha and Cheryl didn’t have time to talk about their vision boards on the first show as originally scheduled, so they picked it up on the front half of the second show. Which is when Oprah was scheduled to talk to me. I got skipped!
Once again, I feel those same feelings I felt the week prior when Harpo was originally flirting with inviting me up and then saying sorry, we filled it. All over again! Same vibes!! (Anxiety, relief that now I can relax & enjoy, and disappointment.)
Which is understandable since I was still flowing those same vibes. A mix of anxiety (talk on air!?) and enjoyment (rock star treatment).
I knew I better clean this vibe up pronto because this wasn’t my idea of a great time. It’s a little more roller-coastery than I prefer life to be.
So when the incoming snow storm threatened to keep me in Chicago another night (I really missed my regular life), I relaxed. For real. I knew tension would either get me home tense, or keep in Chicago tense. And I’d had enough of tension.
“Relax,” I told myself. It all works out perfectly. Maybe Rick’s still at the Omni. <hee hee> And though we sat on the tarmac for 35 minutes waiting to see if weather would allow us to take off, we made it home safe and sound. And I got to really relax, instead of try to relax. And I looked for the upside of the experience – which was a LOT. I could fill a book with what I was grateful for about that trip.
I also had an epiphany on the plane home that meant a lot to me, but that’s another post.
So there’s my update on the Oprah experience, because I know you were wondering.
What I mostly wanted to impart, though, is that it’s time for us to step up. We’re not alone in this deliberate creating thing any more. We have lots of good company. It’s time to embrace the principles of attraction even more than we have already and continue to stretch into what’s next. It’s time to quit screwing around and really walk this talk. Not abandon it because Oprah called, or give up what we know because we’re in a new element. We’ve got to make this part of who we are, how we think, how we live. (I am saying that for me especially.)
And if anyone can do it, it’s US. We know this stuff. I didn’t set a great example of it in this story, but if anything it’s a reminder of what not to do. It’s truly time to abandon old habits and live what we know works.
I’m happy to have you all as company in this journey, to help me stay on track and enjoy the process. Much love to you!
I’m supposed to be packing for a last minute trip to Chicago instead of sharing my thoughts here, but I can’t help but laugh at what I’ve manifested this week.
Many of my clients dream of appearing on Oprah, and since that’s the work we do – make dreams come true – we spend time activating that vibe. So even though it hasn’t been one of my personal dreams (the thought terrifies me!), I’ve spent a fair amount of time with the Oprah vibe.
Last week when I was invited to possibly participate in Oprah’s upcoming LOA special, I realized their vibe had finally rubbed off on me.
The only problem being that the thought of appearing on national tv makes me break out in a sweat. (Literally. Hands shaking, heart racing, working up a sweat. Pit of dread in stomach, feeling numb all over. Who would want this??) I must add, Oprah is one of my heroes, I admire her greatly, but the thought of speaking even briefly on her show is a frightening one indeed.
As it looked like this opportunity might actually come to fruition, I got more and more stressed out. (“What would I wear? What would I say? What do I do about this zit??”)
I wouldn’t even let my boyfriend kiss me after we finished closing on our first house together, because he was sick and I didn’t want to have a cold for the Oprah show. All my spare minutes were spent worrying about how I would handle myself. I couldn’t sleep for three nights in a row! (And I’m not pleasant without proper sleep.)
But then they booked the show up and didn’t need me any more. False alarm!
Hanging up from that phone call gave me my first sense of relief, peace and enjoyment since I had first seriously entertained the thought of appearing on the show. Even though I had to shake off minor feelings of rejection and disappointment (I think it was others’ disappointment for me that I was feeling – although the rejection was all mine), I reminded myself that I was already enjoying what I most wanted in life – a walk in the woods with my dog, a fire in my cozy home, sleeping in my own bed, working with my fabulous clients … I had it good.
Less than 24 hours later, Harpo called back to say they still wanted me if I could make it. They decided to tape two shows and would love for me to share a short little law of attraction success story (based on my pray rain journaling).
And with that phone call all my peace and enjoyment flew out the window again. I’m right back in worry, although now realizing there’s a huge gift for me here. This is my chance to practice what I preach – to let ME be in charge of my feelings – not a knee-jerk reaction to outside circumstances (that would under normal circumstances have me in full on panic mode).
I can enjoy this. I can have fun here. I can be myself. (Thanks, Rick, for that blessing.)
So I’m thanking Universe for the opportunity to stretch myself in new ways and get more comfortable with a bigger audience. I’ll baby step my way through it and remember that nothing is more important than that I feel good.
(But part of me still thinks Universe has a wicked sense of humor!)
That’s enough – I gotta go pack!!!