Tuesday, January 26, 2016

I Am Home
A personal story of me
I just found this story, written many years ago, and decided to share.
I am a psychic, an intuitive, and I work with clients all the time to help them with their future, their love life, their career and just about anything else they can imagine they need to work on.  But, this is now.  Not back then, back when I was 25.  When I was 25 I was an accountant and single.

            I never had a father to teach me what it meant to be around men.  I never had parents as role models to show me what love was supposed to be.  I had a caring and compassionate mom, and a loving, yet busy sister, and a brother who operated under his own set of rules.  I didn’t know what true love was supposed to feel like.

            I didn’t know even on my first date with the man I would marry what real love, love that transcends time and space and follows you from lifetime to lifetime was supposed to feel like.  I didn’t know until that one day, the day that would change my life forever.

            It was as ordinary a day as any other.  The sun was shining, and a warm breeze spread over the beach as I watched the local men’s softball game from the stands.  I was there with my girlfriend Cheryl and we were just killing time, soaking up the sun on this beautiful day.  We could taste the dust from the field as it covered us slightly, the air off Long Island Sound picking it up and carrying it almost as if sharing a part of the game with us, the fans.

            We were talking about nothing of any value, nothing even remotely worth remembering.  That was us; comfortable without needing to make conversation.  Then, Tom pulled up to the curb on a brand new motorcycle.  Kawasaki green, purring as only sports bikes do, rider and steed shining under the light from the sunshine.  No big deal, just a friend.

            I met Tom in high school.  He was not anyone that would’ve hung out with my crowd; we were just different.  As a matter of fact we never even saw each other.  Or at least that’s what I thought.  Apparently, he came into my classroom regularly, to look at me, to be close to me.  I never noticed and he never approached me.

            We met again, years later, when I was 25 and newly single from a relationship that was something I now realize held my place, kept me in the perfect space and time for what was to come.  We met, again, through the help of Cheryl and Laura, when they dragged me to the bowling alley.

            “Just come, you’ll have fun!” they told me as they figuratively twisted my arm and literally threw me into their car.

            “Fine, but I’m only coming this one time,” I acquiesced, “and you are definitely buying a couple pitchers tonight!” 

            When we got to the lanes Tom was there, coincidentally bowling on the same team as my girlfriends, excited and eager to re-introduce himself.

            “Tom, this is….” Laura started.

            “I know who it is.  It’s Melanie!” Tom interrupted.  “We went to school together!”

            “Right, I remember.  Hi, Tom, how are you?” and the conversation began and continued of and on for about two months.  That’s when I agreed to go out to dinner with him, just as friends.

            Mario’s had amazing Italian food that night and we talked for hours, driving around until about two in the morning.  When I gave him a kiss on the cheek at the end of the evening to thank him, as any good friend would after a friendly dinner, he lit up like a little boy at Christmas time.  I still had no idea what was to come.

            So here he was, weeks after our platonic night out, on a brand new motorcycle he had told me he wanted to buy when we were eating that dinner.  I had told him I loved bikes, I loved to ride them myself.

            He waited at the curb on his bike, watching me walk over.

            “Are you gonna take me for a ride?” I asked.

            “Sure!  I told a couple other people I would give them rides first and then I’ll be back, ok?” he answered with a smile.

            “All right, don’t keep the girls waiting!” I joked of the others I knew he had promised.  Still I felt nothing.  No vibes, no energy; just a guy that I was friends with on a cool new bike. 

            I walked back and continued watching the game with Cheryl until it ended.  No Tom, no bike. 

            “Let’s wait a little while longer,” I told her and we sat for another 15 minutes, but still nothing.  There was no flash of fluorescent green, no sound of a wound up engine.

            We started walking over to Cheryl’s red Mustang.  “Can I drive?” I asked her.

            “Sure, I just want to stop and grab something to eat,” she answered. 

            Just as we were about to step off the grass onto the parking lot Tom pulled up.  With a smirky like smile he said, “Have you been waiting long?”

            “The game ended about 15 minutes ago; I got tired of waiting!” I answered.  “It’s about time you showed up!”  I replied with a laugh.

            “Oh, well here, hop on,” he said with a grin and you could just tell he was happy to have made me wait.  Not because he was mean, but because he wanted me jealous.  He wanted me to love him.  I didn’t.  I didn’t feel anything like that.  I didn’t have any warning bells or psychic signals or puppy dog eyes.  He did; he was puppy dogged out.

            “Right.  Um, Cheryl, do you mind?  We’ll just go around the parking lot,” I tell her as I start getting on the back.  Totally innocent.  Just friends.

            “No problem, but if you’re not back in 10 minutes I’m leaving to go get food! I’m hungry!”  she laughed.

            “All right, I’ll be right back.”

            I had no idea I would be longer than five minutes.  I had no idea this one ride would change my life.  I had no idea it would last forever.  I had no warning, no bells, no psychic vibes.  I had nothing, but Tom knew.  He knew way back in high school.

            I put my arms around him and my world changed.  I experienced a feeling I had never felt before, in all my 25 years.  I felt like I’d just come home.  In that moment, no, that very second that I wrapped my arms around him I knew life was never going to be the same again.  I felt as though everything I’d lived for, everything I’d done my entire life and many lives before had led me to that very minute in time. 

            I was in love and I was home.  He moved in that afternoon, weight bench and a basketful of clothes followed less than two weeks later, and he never moved out.  That was 16 years and two beautiful and incredible daughters ago. 

            Through all of our financial woes, the deaths of our parents and the changing from one extreme to the other in our careers, we love each other.  I am home, and I will be home no matter where we are, as long as I can put my arms around him.

He came inside just now, from his cabinetmaking shop in the backyard.  Over the past weekend he had asked me when I psychically saw him getting the next job.  He told me that he had just gotten off the phone with someone who’s name started with the letter “J” as I had said it would and that he got a new job today, Tuesday, just like I foretold.

“That’s like predicting the lotto, Hon! That’s crazy; sick!  You are amazing!” he tells me of my psychic abilities.  “You should be on TV!  You give me goose bumps!”

            “No, Hon,” I think to myself, “you’re sick.  You knew we were supposed to be together in high school.  You felt it then.”

            To Tom I say instead, “We rock, baby!  I love you!”  I wrap my arms around him and it feels like home.


Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Spring Energy Cleaning-Empathic??

Do the winter doldrums have you down?  There could be a simple answer for that.  It's not just about the snowfall that seems never ending this year; it's about the energy.  Doctors call it Seasonal Affective Disorder, or SAD and often link it to the lack of light, and Vitamin D we receive from the sun in the summer, according to Martin Downs, MPH, in his article Winter Darkness, Season Depression.   We need the light's energy to release us from feeling lost or unhappy.  There's a reason we clean out our closets when the weather starts to break.  Making room for pretty new clothes isn't all there is to it.  You're making room for new energy!

When we feel the desire to clear out the old and bring in the new it's because we are done with whatever is happening and we need to usher in change.  Bright spring colors help pull us out of our winter funk and lighten us up.  We wear clothes and shoes and jewelry that make us feel more vibrant, more alive.  We choose to revamp our homes, our clothing, and our spirits! 

When we ignore the need to clear out old energy we often suffer--we may experience feelings of depression or even sadness.  Empaths, people who are more sensitive to energy around them and can feel the energy of others, tend to have a harder time when their energy is depleted or drained.  It can even cause feelings of social anxiety.  According to Amateo Ra's article, New Study Links Social Anxiety to Being An Empath, "As an Empath, it can be a lot for someone to handle, as the source of their discomfort is not just the weight of their own life’s challenges and experiences, but also the energy of others all around them, both the good and the bad, all of which can be a lot to integrate and digest."

If you are empathic, you might experience feelings that you are unable to source.  In other words, you have no idea where these feelings are coming from.  Until you discover your empathic gifts or clairsentient or clairempathic abilities it may be difficult to figure it out.  All of my books provide exercises crucial to working with these natural psychic gifts and can help you protect yourself from unwanted doses of energy. Even Theresa Caputo, the Long Island Medium, shares how she suffered from debilitating anxiety until she learned how to work with her spiritual energy.

So, what does all this mean for you?  Clean out your closets!  Refreshing the energy in your home as well as the energy of your spirit with clearing intention can bring in an abundance of health, love, and laughter!  Lighten up by letting go of anything you've been physically or spiritually holding on to!  Get rid of anything that no longer suits you or any psychic debris that you no longer need!  Remember, being empathic means feeling energy of others as well so be sure to free yourself from anyone who habitually brings you down or causes you more stress than joy!

Create a vision board of what you want and FEEL it!  Learning to work with your incredible abilities will make you happier than you can imagine.  Embrace your empathic gifts and experience all that life has to offer this Spring! 

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Grounded in Intuition?

     The other day I was asked if an aquaintance of mine had purchased my book or if he believed in the work I do.  I was about to answer but I caught myself.  What I was going to say was, "He is very scientific.  He is grounded in academia and too logical to believe in intuition."  And, then it happened....I realized the error I was about to make!

     Intuition IS logical!!  Going against intuition is illogical!  Intuitive development or utilizing your intuition isn't irrational, unreasonable or even unscientific.  In fact, not tuning in is what is dysfunctional.

     We are all born with natural senses; included in those senses is ESP, or extra sensory perception.  When we deny that sense it's as though we've stopped smelling, or tasting, or seeing, or hearing.  It's part of our geneological makeup.  Our psychic or sixth sense is what helps keep us safe, what guides us in choosing direction and what grounds us in reality.  Yes, I said what grounds us!

     There are many ways to stay grounded.  Some ways to physically ground include taking off your shoes and walking in the grass, or digging your hands in the dirt.  We can also ground mentally by training or focusing on our breathing or meditation.  Another way to ground your energy is to focus on an object or even a piece of the wall; by doing this you are focusing your attention and becoming present.

     Being grounded in intuition simply means you are open to the possibility that there is help for you from many sources.  It implies that you have an advantage of receiving a gentle form of guidance in whatever decisions you may have to make. And, yes, it means that you can be better at the more "logical" activities in life such as technology, accounting and even grocery shopping. 

     Living intuitively is logical.  Don't let anyone tell you different!

Sunday, July 22, 2012

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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Acknowledging the Missing Acknowledgements!

Regarding "The Book of Psychic Symbols:  Interpreting Intuitive Messages"

Writing a book is a process.  And, getting it out is an even bigger process!  In my haste to wrap everything up I realize I somehow deleted my original acknowledgements paragraph.  I was so bummed when I discovered it yesterday that I couldn't fall asleep.  At one o'clock in the morning last night, my husband finally told me to stop worrying about it!  Of course, that fell on deaf ears and I stayed awake until I could figure out a solution.

My hope is I sell enough books that my publisher Llewellyn will do a second print run in which changes can be done.  But, even before that I need to thank some very special people!  Here is the original paragraph!

"My mother always said, "Everyone has at least one good book in them."  This I took to heart.  Why not?  I know she was there, smiling down, as I wrote this book, and is still there, sending love to my family and helping me with every reading I do.  For that, and everything else you did for me, Thank You, Mom!  I love and miss you!  A sincere thank you as well, to Tammy Nelson, an incredible author, therapist and speaker, and most importantly, my sister.  Without her love and support the difficult days may have been too hard to push through.  And, to all of my friends, who are indeed part of my family-thank you for believing in me even when I have a hard time believing in myself!  You've generated excitement to keep me going in my endeavors, and validated my gifts when I doubted them!  And finally, thank you to Angela and all of the staff at Llewellyn who've worked tirelessly to get this book into the hands of what I hope will be millions!  Enjoy!"

Well, there you have it, there it is!  I hope this will make it somehow into the next printing!

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Healthy skepticism is a good thing!

My book is out!  "The Book of Psychic Symbols:  Interpreting Intuitive Messages".  This makes me very happy!

It also brings up many questions, on many levels. 

I was interviewed by a wonderful woman who believes wholeheartedly in the work I do.  I find it interesting that she had to delete a few comments from someone who was very negative because he was, dare I say, angry about the work I do.  I am a practicing psychic, a professional who offers readings and does gallery events and teaches workshops.  I am also a mother who wants the very best for her family.

I am no different than many other women out there.  I may look different, I may have a different schedule, and I may live in a different town.  But, I am an average person, living what I believe to be a normal life.

I go to all the games and events I can for my kids, enjoy the company and comeraderie of good friends and I love my husband. 

Why, then, do some still consider my profession to be the work of something evil, or better still, the fakest profession in existence?

What I have found throughout my entire career is that I like skepticism; in healthy doses.  I don't mind if you don't believe in what I do.  I don't mind if you openly try and find errors in my readings.  What I do hope, is that you will approach me, as you would anyone with respect.  The same respect I would give to someone who went to temple, though I don't, or who prays on a mat every hour, though I don't, or who believes there is some universal energy or God or force that helps to control our destiny and gently guides us to living an abundant life, which I do.

I do believe there are some people who are phony, who are trying to scam people by offering them fake readings.  I don't do that.  What I try and offer people is hope.  Hope that there is more to this life, hope that there is something beyond this life, hope they may find their loved ones on the other side of the thin veil between this life and the next, hope that they are headed in a positive direction, and hope that, yes, there is someone out there to share your many years to come.

I have been very fortunate.  Though I am talking about the naysayers or the non-believers, I have been lucky to not have been burned at the stake or stoned to death.  I, actually, have a great many who love the work I do, and are opening even more to the possibilities that we can all connect to our intuition, and we can all contribute to the manifesting of positivity in our lives!

I love the work I do, and I am pleasantly surprised by the amount of love and support I have received since my book has been published!  This, more than anything helps me appreciate even more the messages I have been led to share, and the people I'm priveledged to share them with!

Thank you, everyone, especially those who were once skeptics until they had no choice but to believe, for all of the kudos I have received and continue to receive!  I know you far outweigh the unhealthy skeptics and I thank you!

I hope you find comfort from the words in my book.....I share with you the truth as I know it, which continues to help me, and I hope it will help you, too!

Thursday, May 3, 2012

End of the world?

Like REM sang, "It's the end of the world, as we know it".....

Someone recently asked me this question.  "What do you think will happen in December 2012.  Do you think the world will end?"

I don't believe the end of the world will happen this year....besides, I'm not ready for it, yet! Ha!

I think it's more the way we interpret things. We humans, often, have a way of clutching to negativity and have a hard time letting go. 

However, I do believe it is a time for some serious change. I think, again, as humans we have depleted much of what our way of life depends upon. We are a broke nation, an impoverished world...financially, spiritually and mentally in many ways. I think it's a wake up call to look at what we have and appreciate it.

I also believe the earth is fighting back; she's hitting us with erratic weather that is altering our world. In my opinion, it's forcing us to review our belief's and what we hold dear.

I think this in turn will also help us challenge what has been commonly accepted as religious and spiritual truths. I think we will turn from a more religious based society to a more spiritually directed society.

I think people are going to become more in tune with their intuition and more and more are going to be able to see through the thin veil that separates most from the other side; the deceased friends and family, spirit guides, and even universal forces or God.

I believe eyes are opening to the possibilities that there is something better to connect with than just money and greed and this will change the way people behave.

All in all, I do think change will happen. But, I think it's partly because of the belief that the world may end. I don't think it will. I think we will continue living. It is our choice to make the world a better place, and the earth is going to pummel us until we understand that.