THE Vision Board 

“Write the vision, make it plain!” 

That has been the jingle in my head since the night the women of Who Art Thou My Daughter  Ministries,  shared their idea of piecing together their hopes of the future, small or large onto construction paper and holding themselves accountable. 

Making preparations where necessary. Taking bold steps in some places/ directions. Changing a norm if needs be. 

They had a vision board party of the sorts recently and for some reason I simply felt I’d be a misfit had I attended. So, I didn’t go. *shrugs* 

However, not attending the event hadn’t deterred my mind from clinging to the “jingle” and mapping out the perfect section of my bedroom wall to fit this, vision. 

I am here…

…I am currently cutting out ‘thoughts’ and images that I think would convey what’s inside my head. 

Things that best showcase my hopes for the future.


Listen, I don’t know what happened but as I cut I’ve been praying; asking God what this vision should entail and to remind me of some things. 

Well, I guess the things scared me!

One thought that stuck out as the  things came back into play was this, you see, I had a passion for a certain thing leaving high school. That was what I had known deep in my heart, and gut, that that  thing was what I should do. That was where my heart was. 

I shared it with someone that was very instrumental in my decision making processes relating to my future after high school and it was shot down in one of the most brutal ways. 

It was gunned down and buried. It hurt my soul. It made me feel so horribly rejected and I don’t know why rejection was something to even feel in that moment but it presented itself and demanded my embrace and it got it. 

Other opportunities arose for me to pursue this passion but my adult support saw it as an undesirable road. 

So I enrolled into the Faculty of Law. Hated it. Transferred to the School of Hospitality & Tourism Management after less than a year I believe. Disliked that but I stuck it out seen as I disliked it the least of all my options in the whole university curriculum. 

So now I remember my dream and I’m afraid to write it down. I am afraid to have my hearts desires seen. I am afraid they will be killed. 

I  certainly didn’t expect emotions doing this but I thank God I am here. 

Uncovering a buried wound and allowing it air to heal. 

Now I’m determined to finish this vision board! It’s kinda corny but I’m mostly   excited to wake up each day and be reminded that because of God, I have hope of a future.

I wonder if I’ll discover anything else hidden in my heart?

This is kind of freeing! 

Rae Sonson,

December 8,2016,

23:13 p.m.


One thought on “THE Vision Board 

  1. Andrea Stephenson says:

    This is so cool!! Would you believe the same thought has been in my mind for a few days…only thing is I’ve not done much about it 😊…but now I will!

    Thanks for sharing Race!!

    Sent from my iPhone


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