What did you have for lunch last Friday?
OK. Try this one.
Where were you on 1st April last year?
And what was the weather like?
Long term memory is a fickle thing, it seems.
Even what happened on especially important days like your birthday can fuzz and blur as time goes on. (I guess that’s why politicians and others in the limelight keep personal diaries.)
Leaving what? Some kind of ghostly trace or fading image, without clarity or focus.
I bring this up because both myself and the majority of my clients often have trouble recalling the truly successful and happy events of our lives in a matter of fact, detached manner.
Yes, there remain some emotional connections with what we think might have happened. But the details are sketchy and vague.
So, why is this important?
I’d prefer to say that it is useful, rather than important.
Useful, because many people have developed the goal-constraining habit of squinting through the lens of their potential futures, darkly.
As if psychological clouds of past failure, doubt and warning had already blotted out what they’re looking to see in the coming future.
(Johnny Nash, the country and western singer, expressed it so beautifully and simply in his 1972 hit song, I can see clearly now.)
If you were a coaching client just starting with me, one of the first requests I would usually make is for you to come up with your own very personal success memory.
I’d ask you to recall it in as much sensory detail as possible, as if you were reliving the occasion once again in a kind of past present. You can write, draw, make a YouTube video about it; whatever floats your boat.
And then I’d ask you to reduce that success memory to ONE word.
A single trigger word that can help to quickly clear the dreary skies of your imagination most any time you want to see clearly now.
(Go listen to Johnny Nash’s song and see if your mind drifts back to your success memory.)
By the way, my success memory keyword is 1977, the origin of which I share on the Goal Creation maps course.
(Technically, I am cheating a little because 1977 is three words. But I got away with it.)