You can never be recreated… Aspirations after 52?

I have dreams, BIG dreams

With lots of love projects happening in my belly

When I hit 52 at the beginning of this year, laying in my bed sick with pneumonia, I wondered if my big dreams were still possible at this stage of my life. Like maybe I had passed some expiration date to acquire my goals.

Are dreams and goals only available to the people in their 30s?

If you think this question is silly. It is. But it was something I contemplated.

Now I know energy and what I knew in that moment was that if I continued to contemplate this question in the way I was questioning it, I would ultimately put myself into a box of limitations. So I went into a search online…successful people who made it after 50.

Yes I found evidence. But something started to pull at my heart strings

What if I could be the example to myself? What if I didn’t need evidence outside of me?

It was in that moment that I decided that I would be the most important love project. And I began to challenge myself.

Fast forward to today

I am in the biggest integration of my life. In an entire 52 and (cough cough) a half years. Ive met myself in many dark corners and in many illuminations of what is possible.

The question of who am I? NO…who am I REALLY? Beaming through every cell of my being.

In this moment I can tell you this… after a powerful support call with the gorgeous AmyLee Westervelt today, I opened my heart to experience my creator self. The activation of my Divine DNA and I heard the question again…

Who am I really?

And the response deep in my sacral.

You are Alea Dawn. A woman with bid dreams, huge visions and love projects in her belly. A heart filled with compassion. A badassery with fire in her heart. A creation that is in an evolution of creation of self. A creation that can never be and never will be recreated.

And suddenly…

My age didn’t matter. Nothing else mattered.

I invite you to

Sit with that for yourself.

I love you