Surrender 42: Too Late or Not Too Late, That Was My Question

I dearly love how the Divine answers the deeper questions of my heart and soul, sometimes before I’m even aware that I have asked. The series of synchronicities that occurred this week, a phenomenon I call a strand,  arrived in response to a thought that I had. I didn’t consciously realize at the time that I was actually pondering an important question. 

I was recalling the pull toward writing that I first acknowledged as a child. And how grateful I am to have journeyed full circle, back to that passion. In the midst of that reminiscing the thought arose that perhaps I waited too long to return to writing. With a bit of a start, I realized how old I actually am. I feel like I should be in my 30’s…but my children are all in that decade of life. 

I shrugged off that rather stark train of thoughts, however, at a deeper level, a question went out into the universe. A doubt was attached to it. It wasn’t long before the Divine began sending answers back. The first to arrive, last Sunday afternoon, was the above meme that my good friend Mark Semple posted in one of his group pages on Facebook. I commented, “What a relief!”. And I meant it. It was heartening to remember that these people made shifts and welcomed new adventures, profitable ones I might add, later in their lives. 

I didn’t think much more about it, since I had not yet discovered the depth of my thoughts, until Tuesday, when more answers arrived. And more came the next day. As of today, I have received six messages of encouragement, via different sources, all around the question I was asking in my heart.

The email I received Tuesday from She Writes couldn’t be more plain. In the subject line it states, Yes you ARE ready to write! Author Jenni Ogden goes on to share her encouraging story of becoming published in her 60’s. When I notice repetition, it raises my awareness. This email caused me to wonder, and say “hmmm”. 


Yesterday more confirmation arrived via email. My friend Mark, and TUT creator Mike Dooley, both sent notices about a free video series for writers. The speaker, Reid Tracy, is the CEO of Hay House, the publishing company Louise Hay started at age 60. See the first photo meme at the beginning of the blog post…yes, that Louise Hay. 

The series is excellent. I’m inspired and further encouraged, and Reid starts right off with saying it’s never too soon – or too late – to begin. The first video concludes with author Doreen Virtue sharing the above quote, along with the story of an 82 year old woman whose book was still within her, waiting to be freed. I was thrilled to learn that she wrote her book. 

It was absolutely not a coincidence that this series is created by Hay House and that it found its way to me. The hint that it was coming was given to me last Sunday. 

Another email arrived yesterday as well, from a Travel Writer group. By now, I was becoming aware, not only of the synchronous answers that I was receiving, but that I had a question…a deep question that centered around timing, purpose and ability. I felt humbled. 

To slay any remaining doubt that I had, any last lingering question about whether I was too old for this adventure I’ve embarked on, two more memes appeared today, by way of social media. The message? It’s never too late…I’m never too old…to be what I might have been, to dream a new dream. 

Today I was beyond humbled by these timely and incredibly relevant answers. I am grateful, tearfully so. I feel cared for by a God who answers my heart felt questions, even the ones I’m not aware that I’m asking. I feel loved and encouraged. I am surrendering to the flow of creativity and going along for the ride, offering my gifts back to the world and to the Divine.

The full Reid Tracy quote is, “It’s never too soon or too late to start making your dreams a reality – whether it’s a book you’re writing, a new project you were just assigned, a business you’re now running or a wild idea you’ve always wanted to pursue.” 

Just do it, he says. Just do it, Doreen and Louise say. Just do it, whispers the Divine. I’ll do it, I say. It’s the perfect time.