What happened to me in 2019 was fascinating in relation to how my 2019 vision board came true. Made at the start of the year – and the start of a new decade – none of what materialised had I planned. But all the events were forecast with images I’d placed on my intuitive board, which is teaming with coincidences.
Reading my account may prompt you to revisit your own board, if you have one, with a fresh pair of eyes.
3 significant things I thought would happen during 2019.
1. My book – Awaken Your Intuitive Vision – would be published in February. It was and with 5* reviews.
2. My daughter, by a small miracle, would finally find her dream job using her degree, leave home and move to London.
3. I’d downsize – somewhere – rather than remain in an empty nest. I hoped this would be rural and close to a consequential body of water – the river or the sea. In proximity to urban life. More than this I knew not.
In time-honoured fashion I made an Intuitive Vision Board to reveal what other possibilities were written in the stars for me. Here’s what transpired.
Bunting
The vision board trail began with a visit to the Psychic Gardens, Chelsea. The bunting in their café was in exactly the same two colours as the bunting top left of my vision board. Because I found these gardens so fascinating, I decided to visit the Botanical Gardens in Oxford too. And I wasn’t disappointed.
One year later I’m living in Oxfordshire… not because of the bunting. But because other signs on my vision board had nudged me in that direction too.
During some of 2019 I enjoyed the company of an Oxford man I’d nicknamed Mr Bond. Walking into town from his home used to take me right past Christ Church cathedral, which looks uncannily like the cathedral on my vision board with the James Bond replica car in front of it.
Sweet meringues
For my birthday I went punting on the Thames and then for a Lebanese restaurant. We drank cocktails out of glasses identical to those pictured bottom left on my board. We spent the summer walking through beautiful Oxford college gardens with meadows full of wild flowers, also indicated.
For some curious reason I was compelled to cut the meringues on my board in two, which had looked so scrummy and delicious at the time. And so it came to pass that Bond took off on a mission and I lost interest and we went our sweet and separate ways.
The next man I was to encounter was a sports car designer who had built and sold 10 Bond-type cars to fast car fiends around the world. That wasn’t to last either but the Bond car linking the two was uncanny.
Leaping ram
By the Autumn I took a leap of faith and decided to part with the family home when my daughter got the job she’d hope for. Like the leaping ram in the centre of my board (I’m an Aries too), I had no idea where I would go next. But by the end of the same day it had become clear …
First a friend asked me to house-sit in Berkshire for a couple of months. Second I applied for a further house-sit over Christmas in a quaint cottage in a chocolate box village near the River Thames with the dreaming spires of Oxford only a 20 minute bus ride away – and I got it. I couldn’t have planned it better myself – and I hadn’t.
“We do …. round here.”
Meanwhile the woman on my board contemplating the pile of books is reading not writing. Each morning over Christmas that was me sitting luxuriously in an almost identical leather chair so-positioned by the radiator, ploughing through books. Below the chair is another woman reading to a dog. That turned out to be Daisy, the Whippet, who was the focus of the house-sit.
“We do … round here” speaks to me loud and clear. The word that’s missing from this phrase I now know to be “house-sitting” – clearly my new profession. And that this home-owner just happened to be a publisher too who read my book, loved it, and has given me some great ideas for the next rendition of it was the icing on the Christmas cake they left behind for us in the larder to eat.
The chimney on my board next to the bunting had been bothering me. Throughout the entire year I’d not seen anything like it. But on the long walks over Christmas in Oxfordshire a large chimney dominated the horizon. On 9 Feb 2020, the remains of the disused power station at Didcot was demolished on my watch.
“the profusion of plants”
As I write this I’ve begun a third house-sit for a further two months, still in Oxfordshire – still rural, watery, nearby urban – and I’m loving it. The new home owners are landscape architects by profession and I’m watching over their cottage with its spacious wild garden full of plants and flowers, as illustrated.
What would be the chances that the daughter of the previous house-sit is also a landscape architect and had applied for work experience from my two new home-owners. Slim, I’d say but true.
“It’s your story so it’s tailored to you”
The yellow sofa bottom right with the red lettering encapsulates the emergent theme of my board. How I’m allowing my life to unfold and my unique story to be written through me, led intuitively by my knowing intuition and not my controlling mind.
The right and proper best next step me now is to awaken my intuitive vision once more and make my 2020 Intuitive Vision Board. I’m very excited. I’ll let you know in a year’s time what happens.
Next steps for you
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Mary Nondé has pioneered the intuitive vision board since 2010. She is the author of ‘Awaken Your Intuitive Vision – unlocking possibilities you never knew existed AVAILABLE ON AMAZON or to order from your local book store.
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