Happy Tuesday!

Have you ever had the thought, ‘it’s just too late for me?’

It’s too late to get married-there are no good men out there. 

It’s too late to follow my dreams-I’d have to go back to school.

It’s too late to (you fill in the blank!)

It’s so easy to listen to that comment in your head and put all these silly constraints on what’s possible for you to receive!

And really, what I have found in over a decade of this work, is that more often than not, anytime you begin sentence with it’s too late…it’s about control.

Not getting hurt.

Not feeling pain.

Not having to be rejected or judged.

It’s human nature.

I’ve been there too and today I wan to share a true story from my ex file about it. 

You ready? 

I had just turned 30 and had recently broken up with a guy we’ll call Mr. T.

I had read about an earthquake hitting his home town overseas via my personal news anchor aka my dad who sends me critical news in the form of two line emails (I don’t watch TV or read the news a lot and he worries that I’ll miss something!)

I was still hurting from the break-up – (I was supposed to go visit him overseas and we broke up the week before my flight…I know great timing, right?)

Thoughts like ‘it’s too late’ for me to tell him how I really feel because then he’ll think I’m whiny and desperate. 

It’s too late to show him I still care for him, even though it didn’t work out. 

Anyhow, when I saw the news, I hadn’t talk to Mr. T in a few months and I’m kind of embarrassed to admit that it took catastrophic event for me to get out of my own way.

Divine intervention ensued.

I was awoken at 2:30AM with this pulsating in my gut. I had been crying and was prompted to go to Facebook and lo and behold, he was online. Before my logical mind and Ego feminine pride could kick in, I just sent him a message. Very simple. 

“I love you. I’m so glad you’re alive and you’re okay.”

Tummy happy.

His reply?

“I love you too. Thank. I okay.” (His English wasn’t perfect but it was brilliantly authentic).

So freakin simple.

There was no talk of reconciliation. No awkward so “how are you faring since we’re not you know, a couple?” and certainly no fishing for details of each other’s dating lives.

It was just human to human.

Or Spirit to Spirit.

Love.

Real LOVE.

Attachment-free.

Expectation-free.

And best of all, that one simple action to override my pride and follow my intuition/instinct to let him know I cared (without any agenda for myself) kicked the ‘it’s too late’ excuse in the ass. 

Here’s the deal: TRUTH TELLING TIME

It’s NEVER too late to trust your intuition and follow through on what it’s telling you.

It’s NEVER too late to surrender your Ego and pride in the name of authenticity.

It’s NEVER too late to SHOW UP FULLY. Bruises. War wounds and all.

So, I ask you:

1. “Where have you believed that it’s TOO LATE in your life?” (Go with your first instinct here. Note: It’s usually the one you’ve been avoiding the most)
2. “What action however small could you take RIGHT NOW to flip the script?”
3. Go do that. (And get off Facebook already unless that’s your action and then by all means, rock it sister!)

ps: If you’re wanting to bring in love, need to forgive yourself/move on from a love or just need to feel HAPPY and LIGHT, check out this love meditation, “Journey to Love” in the Goddess shop that I actually created right after I had that conversation with said ex!