I believe I can fly

"Man is made by his belief. As he believes, so he is."
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

An experiment was carried out recently led by Dr Robin Rosenberg, from Stanford University, and documented in the online journal Public Library of Science.

Volunteered completed missions, via virtual reality equipment, with some participants being given the superpower of flight.

After their virtual reality experience, the participants were all seated waiting to go when the researcher (as was prearranged) knocked over a large cup of pens. Interestingly the people who sprang forward to help her pick them up were the people who had believed they could fly through their googles.

The scientists have said that one possible explanation was that playing the role of Superman in virtual reality led players to ‘think’ like superheroes, making them keen to help someone in difficulty.

It was written "Because the participants in the flying conditions were given a superhuman ability, cognitive (thinking) channels linking 'super' activity (and related concepts and stereotypes) to heroism and helping behaviour may have been opened, which would then influence their decision to help".

Visualisation is such a cool concept and the subject of many studies. From athletes using it to enhance their performance to students thinking their way to better grades, a few minutes positive thinking a day can help you achieve your goals.

For some tips on creating the life you really want using visualisation as one of the tools check out my previous article; All I want to manifest is ice cream

Embracing the natural look (part two)

For those who have not read my previous blog my aim was to embrace the natural look for a week to see if I felt differently about myself and if it changed the way others perceived me.

Wow, well not only did I survive my make-up free week but I actually found it a really enlightening exercise.

Although I was very aware the way I feel internally reflects externally; everyone can see when I am happy, sad etc. by my facial expressions, glow (or not) and posture, being someone who usually takes care of her appearance I hadn’t fully appreciated that the way I present myself externally would have such a dramatic effect on my internal world.

Day one was fine. To be honest it was a shut myself away and write day anyway so aside from the school run I had nothing too taxing to contend with.

Day two was a different matter.  I had a meeting with my son’s head-teacher. To be honest this is a situation I am never entirely comfortable with anyway.  Previously lip gloss would have been my shield but I had nothing to hide behind.  I regressed from a calm, confident, mother of three who runs her own business to a bumbling, inarticulate mouse who found it difficult to even make eye contact. Surviving the meeting (just) I had to console myself with the loss of my make-up bag with cake, great for my skin but not so good for my waist.  Uh oh, this experiment could well end up deflating my confidence and inflating my stomach.

As the week went on however it got easier and easier.  Mornings were great. I actually had free time to plan my day properly before the school run.

There were cases where I had to return faulty goods to a store, to negotiate buying a car for my son with a salesman and to return food in a restaurant with hairs in it (that induced a whole other trauma not relevant to this piece)! I realised that actually nobody cared whether I wore make up or not and I was treated exactly the same.  I don’t think my partner or children even noticed and in a way I felt more accepted for me than I ever had been before which made my confidence naturally soar.

In conclusion I have realised I am exactly the same person, with exactly the same capabilities however I look. That’s not to say I will abstain long term, after all it’s a girls prerogative to change her mind and I do like to dress up but once you have conquered what’s going on in the inside the outside doesn’t matter so much after all. In short what’s important with my mouth is whether it’s smiling or not, not whether it is coated in lipstick.

Spreading the love

Louise xx