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"The Art of Creation: Vibin from the Foul Line!"


 Once upon a time—

If such a time ever truly existed—

A curious study examined the technique of shooting free throws in basketball.

Three groups of individuals set out on their journeys:

Group 1: They practiced foul shots every day.

Group 2: They did nothing at all.

Group 3: They only visualized themselves sinking perfect shots.

Time passed. The results came in:

The physical practice group experienced a 24% improvement.

The visualization-only group improved by 23%—almost the same.

The no-practice group? Well... they stayed exactly where they started.

But here’s the sweet vibe, old friend:

Those who combined physical practice with vivid mental imagery showed the most improvement.

 Let’s Step Off the Court for a Moment...

Because this isn’t just about basketball... It’s about life.

It’s about how we create—anything.

 When you take action toward better health, greater wealth, and deeper relationships, you grow.

When you hold a steady, vivid vision—see it, feel it, embody it with gratitude—and take bold action on it—you create.

But if you do nothing? Life stands still, like a ball that never leaves your hands.

And when you combine the two—aligned action and mental rehearsal—

You create momentum… You create magic… You create your life.

The Sweet Spot of Creation: The Flow Formula

 See it...already accomplished.

 Feel it...all throughout your body.

And then just do it. 

That’s your vibe, old friend.

This is how you create:

A stronger body.

A wealthier future.

A more joyful, fulfilling life.

You don’t need a basketball.

You need vision.

You need intention.

You need attention.

You need a winning attitude.

And yes, you need to take action.

But most of all...dare to believe the inner shapes the outer. Change within, and life will follow.

Why It Works: The Vibin of the Unconscious Mind

- The unconscious mind can't distinguish between what is imagined and what is real.

- When you vividly visualize your success, your brain lights up the same neural pathways as if you were actually doing it—that’s neural activation, the brain’s way of switching on specific neurons to process, think, move, or feel.

- Through neuroplasticity, these pathways become more ingrained. The brain begins to carve new routes, making the imagined experience feel familiar—and success start to feel real and achievable.

- What you see inside influences what you create outside; as within, so without.

 Final Vibe: Life, the Real Court

If you physically practice, you’ll grow.

If you mentally rehearse, you’ll grow.

But when you combine them?

That’s where the real magic begins. That’s where the transformation kicks in.

So, whatever you wish to create, old friend—

See it. Feel it. Do it. Repeat. and Vibe on!

And remember,

the foul line was never the end.

The real game?

Life.

That’s the true court.”

Visit nycfitliving.com to begin your journey toward a deeper understanding and to cultivate genuine happiness and well-being through fitness, mindfulness, and stress management.











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