Freddie played Wembley. I wasn't there

Happy Sunday

You’re in a coffee shop.

Slice of cake. Your favourite drink. Your best friend across the table.

There’s the hum of conversation, the clatter of cutlery, the smell of toast — and that inescapably loud blender dealing with the summer special in the background.

Your friend leans forward.

Come on this adventure with me.

The one you’ve been dreaming about. The one you’ve half-imagined more times than you’ve admitted to anyone. The one that feels — in this exact moment — like it walked into the room on cue.

And you say no.

Not because you don’t want it.

Because some story got there first.

Grab your drink, take a breath, and let’s go.

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Hold this question before we go in.

What’s the story that reached your mouth before your desire did?

We’ll come back to it.

The rule I made. And the one I broke first.

I used to live by one rule.

If it’s an opportunity or experience you genuinely want — say yes.

It’s taken me around the world. Given me memories that have made me richer in ways money doesn’t touch. I don’t regret a single yes I’ve ever said.

The rule came from a no I never forgave myself for.

I was invited to see Queen at Wembley Stadium.

I had a work assignment I believed I couldn’t move. I said no. I stayed. I did the assignment.

That was the last chance I would ever have to see Queen and Freddie tour.

I had grown up with Queen as my band. Badges sewn onto my school bag — not pinned, sewn, because they mattered enough to be permanent. Every record. The whole thing. They were the soundtrack of my teenage years. Not background music — the actual anthem of who I was.

And I wasn’t there.

Not because I didn’t want to be.

Because the story running underneath — I am the responsible one, I don’t put myself first, the work comes before the want — was louder than the truth.

That story wasn’t keeping me safe.

It was just old.

Two weeks later.

Your friend did the thing.

They’re sending photos. Lit up in a way that makes you feel slightly sick to look at. Not because you begrudge them — you don’t, not really — but because what you’re feeling isn’t quite jealousy.

It’s grief.

Grief for the self who said no. For the version of you who decided the story was safer than the yes. For the life that was right there, and somehow got walked away from.

| Jealousy is often grief wearing a sharper coat. |

Worth paying attention to. Not because it makes you petty, but because it tells the truth.

That reaction is data. And what it’s pointing at is this: the story you’ve been living from has passed its sell-by date.

It was probably useful once. Protective. Sensible, even. But somewhere along the way it stopped serving you and started containing you.

And here’s what I’ve noticed — in myself and in the people I work with.

The old story doesn’t just linger. It gets louder precisely when something is shifting. When a transformation is underway — when your identity is being asked to stretch into something new — the old pattern turns up.

Not to stop you.

To test you.

The awareness is the work. Seeing the story for what it is — past its date, no longer accurate, no longer yours — is the moment you get to choose.

Until you name it, you keep obeying it.

The band I said no to last year.

I nearly did it again.

Coldplay were touring. I said no. All the reasons were there, all perfectly reasonable, all completely familiar.

There’s that old pattern.

Coldplay are the anthem of this century for me. The way Queen were for my teenage years. The music that sits underneath the big moments, the transitions, the things that matter. And I missed it.

But this time, I noticed.

I could see the story. I could feel it operating. And I could see, clearly, that it no longer belonged to the version of me I’m becoming.

So I am waiting for the next tour to be announced. I didn’t hesitate. I’m already on the waitlist. I’m already planning. I’m already visualising being in that crowd — the noise, the light, the forty thousand people who showed up for the same reason.

I will travel for it. Of course I will.

| After all, what’s an adventure without the journey? |

That’s not the same person who stayed home to do the work assignment.

Same woman. Different story.

The almost-no I nearly said last week.

The pattern showed up again. Different shape entirely.

Nicolas Cole launched a Claude Coding Bootcamp. Everything about it was aligned with where I’m going — building the cohort, the membership, the technical capacity to build what I’m building.

And I was resisting.

Not because the course was wrong.

Because saying yes meant committing — properly, visibly, finally — to making the cohort real. Not mapping it. Not considering it. Doing it.

The old story recognises an identity shift and it moves fast. Every credible-sounding reason arrived on cue.

I bought it. Last minute, before the bonus closed.

And sitting with that decision, I could see the test for what it was.

The story was past its sell-by date. And this time, I knew it before it cost me anything.

What I notice in the people I work with.

This is the pattern I see most consistently.

Not people who don’t know what they want.

People who know exactly what they want — and have a story running that puts the wanting just slightly out of reach.

I’m not ready yet. It’s not the right time. I need one more thing in place before I…

Sometimes that’s discernment. Sometimes it’s the story wearing a smart coat.

The difference is in the body.

The stomach that tightens. The chest that closes before the sentence is finished. The excuses that arrive before the question has fully landed. That’s not a mindset issue. That’s a nervous system treating a bigger life as a threat.

Because if you’ve spent years making yourself smaller — quieter, more careful, less visible — your system has learned to flinch at the very thing you want.

The work isn’t to bully yourself into yes.

It’s to find out what the no is actually protecting.

Here’s something to try.

Think of the yes you keep not saying. Hold it clearly.

Now step into the version of you who said no. Not to judge her — to understand her. What does she see from where she’s standing? What does she believe would happen if she said yes? What is she keeping safe?

Now move. Step into the version of you who said yes. She’s further down the road. She did the thing. What does she know that the one who hesitated didn’t? What does the world look like from where she’s standing?

And then — just for a moment — step outside both of them. Watch the two of them from a distance. The one who hesitated. The one who went. What do you notice from here that neither of them could see?

That gap — between what the no was protecting and what the yes made possible — that’s usually where the story lives.

And once you can see it, you can choose whether it still belongs to you.

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This is the work I do with the small number of people I coach privately. Not fixing. Not motivating. Helping someone get underneath the noise until they can see what’s actually running — and decide whether it’s still true.

I have two spaces opening in June.

If something in this landed and you want to explore what that conversation looks like — hit reply with the word June. I’ll come back to you.

In the age of AI, the real adventure is still beyond the screen.

Here’s something worth saying clearly.

The most powerful thing AI can do for you right now is not generate your content or run your calendar or draft your emails.

It’s help you see the story you’ve been living from.

Try this.

Write out the yes you keep not saying. The resistance. What the no is actually protecting. In full, honestly, not tidily.

Here’s a yes I keep not saying. Here’s the story that gets there first. Here’s what that story costs me.

Then ask: what’s the pattern underneath this? Does this story still serve the version of me I’m becoming?

Use AI as a check on your yes. Let it reflect the pattern back. Let it ask the uncomfortable question.

But your gut is the best guide. Always.

AI won’t tell you whether to go to the concert, take the leap, buy the course, say yes to the thing that scares you. That lives in your body, not the model.

What it can do is help you get to the concert faster, with better planning, less friction, and more of your energy left for the actual experience.

The adventure is beyond the screen. AI just makes the journey easier.

AI simulates pattern. Humans embody pattern.

The living is still yours.

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Three questions. Specific to this edition.

First: What’s the yes you keep not saying? Not the vague one — the specific one. The thing that keeps appearing and finding a reason to wait. Name it.

Second: What’s the story underneath the no? Say it plainly — not the polished version, the actual one. Then ask: is this story still true, or has it just been running so long you’ve stopped checking?

Third: Write it out to AI — the resistance, the cost, the pattern. Ask it: does this story still serve the version of me I’m becoming? Notice what shifts in the asking.

This is how you start writing a different future into the machine. One conscious interaction at a time.

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One question before you go.

What did you say no to — that some part of you is still grieving? And does the story that said no still belong to you?

With all my heart,

Heather

Coach, writer, and strategist at the intersection of language, NLP and AI, helping humans reclaim identity, time, and impact.

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