Sometimes I find myself sitting and staring. For periods of time. Thinking. I’m sure. Looking deep into the horizon of my desktop image. My eyes blur a little and it becomes a way off place that I can barely distinguish my dock from the clouds. So deep in thought I am. 

It got me thinking about how much impact my desktop has on my subconscious. I know that at home, my picture of Hubby and I pulling faces in a selfie in the mirror makes me smile. It generates the memory. I remember laughing and being with my Hubby. Who is cool. Most of the time. And this desktop, on my work computer, makes me take deep breaths. Simple as that. It’s my zen moment as I flick through pages. 

It is powerful, in ways I can’t explain. A vision board of sorts. You remember those, they had a major moment in the sun around the time ‘The Secret’ went mad. For ages before that they were simply design boards, plans, pretty pictures all in the one place. I know my Dad encouraged journals and visual displays since we were kids as a way to picture what it is that we want to bring into our lives. 

I guess the desktop of your personal computer is the new vision board. It’s probably the most often looked at image in your world. It is in mine. I won’t be, I suppose if you like a messy desktop. Like certain people who shall remain nameless. But it’s still under there somewhere. Boring into the deepest recesses of your mind. Sticking there. Attaching. 

What’s on your desktop? Does it impact you, do you think?