When I was in my early twenties, my passionate ambition was to work in broadcast radio.
A job as a presenter or producer would have been heaven.
Unsurprisingly I poured my heart and soul into applying for positions and must have got at least one part right, for I was invited to a number of interviews.
But that was the fence at which I fell.
Always the interviewee, never the appointee.
Looking back, I think I approached it in the wrong way, and one particular interview makes me squirm even to this day.
It was at BBC Radio York, and I appeared in front of a nice but slightly stuffy panel of three managers.
The interview started when they asked me to “Tell us a little about yourself” and full of twenty-something immaturity I began “Well, I’m a Pisces”.
As an opening gambit it fell flatter than flat: in fact it was all downhill from there.
Thirty years later I still frequently replay this unhappy experience in my mind.
Why the heck can’t I just forget it?
I’m even writing about it now, for goodness’ sake.
I suspect I’m not alone though.
Perhaps, like me, you’re a past master at recalling unfortunate times in vivid detail?
Sadly it’s pretty easy to do.
Recognising this, though, I wonder if we shouldn’t remind ourselves of using the power of these kinds of ‘mind movies’ to good, rather than ill, effect?
Recreating your bad times can make you feel grim.
Recalling happier times in equally vivid detail, however, may just have the opposite effect.
So next time you’re alone with your thoughts – perhaps driving or waiting for someone – why not try bringing to mind a particularly happy experience, visualising yourself in it, in as detailed a way as possible.
This happiness is stored within you, you know, ready for days when you need it most.
In fact maybe it’s time to access it right now?