Melissa Hevenor
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Beauty Starts within and Shines Outward

August 12th, 2014

So many things are happening now, both energetically and physically, I am very proud to announce that the Mint Mani fundraiser for Talia was a great success, and I’m very grateful to everyone who participated, making a donation in order to get an e-mail reading. It is so important to lift others up when they are going through a hard time, and even with all the challenges Talia faced with neuroblastoma, losing her hair and later on, pre-leukemia, she found a way to express her personality and continue to enlighten people and inspire people with her make-up. She is just one of thousands of children who have battled, and will battle, the monster known as cancer.

I have always had a fascination with make-up and fashion, since I was very young.  Although I did not grow up with role models who were able to show me how to be able to do girly things like make-up, eyelashes or fix my hair, most of what I know I learned by watching others or taught myself. Make-up and fashion are another art form and anyone who knows me well, knows that I am an artist at heart, loving the art of music, dance, anything within the constructs of artistic endeavors. In fact, being in the Drama club at school, and singing, was often a lifeline in a challenging upbringing that also fostered my aspiration for make-up artistry as I diligently watched the costume and make-up professionals that assisted with different theatrical productions. Later on, when I found myself doing large events of readings in front of large audiences and on stage, the need to look glamorous and better educate myself with make-up became even more important and that’s when I stumbled upon Talia’s make-up tutorials.

I share this with you, not only to honor Talia and thank you for the accomplishment reached with the fundraiser, but also to shed light and inspiration, in hopes that people will realize, often a person’s battle is much more challenging than you realize and you never realize how your words can affect someone. I recently started posting more on Facebook and other social media platforms about make-up and fashion, because both make-up and fashion, can be another avenue to enhance your spirituality, even wearing colors of make-up and/or clothing that correlate with the chakras, strengthens your energetic body. To my utter surprise, I received  nearly 100 responses from clients, strangers and colleagues in the spiritual field, criticizing me for posting about make-up, saying everything from, “As a spiritual person, I shouldn’t get caught up in things that relate to vanity,” to “I cannot expect to be great at everything,,” and “half the time I don’t even wear make-up, so how can I post about something I know nothing about?” These comments were actually the nicest, there were others that blatantly attacked my physique, and my lack of fashion sense. Usually, I delete such responses with love and go about my life. However, this time I could not do it as easily, because there were so many of them, and I thought it was a great lesson to demonstrate what it’s like to be in someone else’s shoes, and how your words will impact them. I haven’t shared this too much with the public, but from age 11, until 25, I battled not one but two eating disorders, predominantly anorexia, with occasional bouts of bulimia. Of course, as is always the case, the eating disorders were less about my physical appearance, but more about finding a way to have control of my body. which I often felt I lacked, because of my environment and perhaps, in light of my being disabled. After many years of therapy, journaling and becoming a counselor myself, I can say wholeheartedly, that I have recovered and have been recovered, since the age of 26. Part of the reason why I love what I do is it allows me to uplift and inspire people, by using the struggles that I have overcome myself as stepping stones and encouragement for others. It took a lot of hard work and dedication to get to a place where I can do whatever I want with my hair, make-up &/or fashion and not really care what anyone thinks, as long as it makes me happy. A lot of people know that I take a lot of “selfies” and smile often, but the strength to do that was not a characteristic easily acquired. As I pose for each “selfie,” and bravely experiment with hairstyles and fashion, I hope to serve as an inspiration for all girls and boys alike, who have ever felt unworthy or unattractive, that the future does get brighter, and the strength you have within, to reach for the future and continue moving forward, no matter how slow, is far more beautiful than any physical trait on the outside. I realize the more I strive to spread light and love, the more I will be faced with negativity and criticism from some people, and that that is ok, as long as I have inspired or helped one person, I’ll continue to spread that love and light, in as many ways as possible, embracing and sharing my interests, always finding a way to incorporate spirituality and divine love. I have started a hashtag campaign with a friend of mine in Australia, where we’re going to be sharing our favorite make-up products or looks on Instagram, Tumblr and Twitter, and put the #swimminmakeup4talia. If you would like to share tips or see what we come up with, keep an eye out for this hashtag. Please join in the fun- the more the merrier. And, most important, remember, no matter what, the greatest beauty comes from within, springing from your heart, until it is shared outward.

We've Come So Close but Yet so Far with Embracing Equality

July 24th, 2014

As many of you know from following me on social media, I love what I do. I love Spirit and 99% of the time, I love my life. I have always been blessed to serve as an advocate for my fellow members who are differently-abled, or historically labelled “handicapped.” I think it is amazing how far we’ve come, when someone like myself, can be widely embraced and supported through social media or someone like Amy Purdy, an amputee, who is conquering the world one activity at a time, and making a statement in Hollywood, and still, there is so much further to go. I love the blessings and opportunities that the universe is allowing for me as I have a growing clientele who work in Hollywood and the entertainment industry, and, as to be expected, as that clientele has grown, doors have opened, inviting me to be showcased on various media platforms such as talk shows and/or television appearances. Unfortunately, the sad reality is realizing, after interviews and being watched by interested parties, the studios where the appearances would take place, are not wheelchair-accessible. This unspoken barrier in Hollywood floors my mind, when there have been television shows such as Push Girls, that center around women in wheelchairs, and other tv shows with main characters who are in wheelchairs. Although, it does explain why able-bodied actors are used to portray characters in wheelchairs.

I am certainly familiar with the stigmas that can surface in areas of art or artistry. For example, in my first two years of college, I was the first individual in a wheelchair to take choreography, Dance Notation, History of Hip-Hop, Intro and Advanced Modern Dance, and a whole group of other art-related classes that involved dance or movement. Obviously, I was not able to participate in the same way that able-bodied students were able to dance. But, I did learn how to choreograph and put dance numbers together, verbally describing the choreography to able-bodied dancers. I will never forget the first day of class. The dance professor was so closed-minded and completely irate that I refused to leave the class. She insisted that it was a waste of time, and that I would be an observer who was in the way. Fortunately, the angels and my guide helped me to win her over quickly when she realized I had a photographic memory and could verbally describe each dance step precisely. Not only did I learn a greater appreciation for the art of dance, but also on the last day of class, each classmate thanked me for teaching them how to be better dancers, through the art of listening. And the professor even choreographed a piece in my honor, called “Dancing from the Heart.” Sometimes, against all odds, you know you are placed among people for something much greater than the circumstances convey, and although I find great joy in dong my readings and being of service to Spirit, and people from all over, I know that much of the greater picture is to serve as an advocate for differently-abled people, not only by sharing my story and the obstacles I’ve overcome from a wheelchair, and in life, but also to demonstrate that someone who is physicallyh different, still can be a valuable contributor, sexy, have an active social life and bring a perspective that the average person may not.

I recently went to a popular restaurant/bar in Fort Lauderdale, where I was treated like a second-class citizen. The interior of the restaurant had no tables accommodating a wheelchair and the exterior tables that did accommodate for a wheelchair, were typically not available. After an hour wait for a wheelchair accessible table outside (in 90 degree weather), more than one waitress came over and recommended that I eat off of a metal bar stool removed from the outdoor bar. Sadly enough, not fully comprehending what the waitress was asking of me, I agreed. Until she brought a tiny, metal bar stool that I couldn’t get my wheelchair underneath, and left my friend who was accompanying me, to eat with the food on her lap. When i told her I was not comfortable eating off of a metal stool,she insisted that this is how other disabled customers were most often accommodated. When I asked her how many able-bodied customers she had made this suggestion to, she began to giggle, and miraculously, a table outside opened up, where there was not only table available, but all of a sudden, four tables were available. To top it off, when my friend ordered a $10 mimosa, it was 1/4 full, when other mimosas came in all directions to other tables, filled to the top. We found out later that for $5 more, you could have a whole bottle of champagne and orange juice, and miraculously, we were not told of this Sunday brunch option. I am always optimistic and look for the best in every situation, though this particular experience was over and beyond outrageous, and I am a firm believer that when you remain silent when an injustice occurs, you might as well be committing the injustice yourself. I still view these experiences as blessings, as they open the door to raise awareness and the vibrational consciousness of humanity. So, I will continue on my journey to make a difference with the main intention of helping society embrace the true colors of all individuals, no matter the shape, color, formation or limitations of the light that each person shines.

Summer Blessings-in the Words of Katy Perry, "Let Light In"

July 10th, 2014

Summer is a whirlwind of emotions and blessings, so far. I recently joined a yoga clothing company from Miami to promote and represent the spiritual community. Details on that to come very soon, but I am thrilled to support our South Florida spiritual enlightenment movement and the expansion of consciousness. I recently found out, this month, that I will be joining together with this amazing organization, product and community, representing those of us who do wheelchair yoga! Getting ready to strike a pose, yoga-style. Lol!

I also will be joining forces with another South Florida business, that custom makes crystal decor, to heighten the vibrational atmosphere of both your home and work environment.  Details on that will come shortly as well.

I am blessed to expand my international client base, recently reading for clients in Barcelona, Argentina, Hong Kong, India, and Indonesia. Though I am eternally grateful to share gods love and Spirit’s amazing gifts worldwide, I have recently in meditation, discovered the internal desire to support and collaborate with local businesses of South Florida to give back to the diverse ethnic and enlightened community that has been my home, for the last fifteen years in South Florida.

As many of you know, my other passion where I strive to advocate for children and the community, both worldwide and locally, is children battling childhood cancer, and children, adolescents and/or adults who are on the Autism spectrum. Much of my energy healing is currently focused on these two populations.

That being said, many of you know I dearly love Talia Joy Castellano, who lost her life on July 16th at 11:22 am, 2013, to childhood cancer. For that reason, I have started a fundraising campaign, http://give.acco.org/fundraise?fcid=327295 to raise money in her name from her legacy, to allow little girls battling cancer to receive make-up makeovers. The goal is to raise $100. The minimum is just one dollar and I need to raise the money by July 30th. So, please, my little pocket pixies, let’s band together and spread some magic for these little courageous fighters.  I have definitely felt Talia’s presence recently, as I was gifted tickets to Katy Perry’s Prism World Tour, and I asked Talia to join me. As I was looking at Katy’s tour T-shirts, I was completely shocked that one T-shirt cost $45. Obviously, I had not been to a concert in some time, as the prices have almost doubled! As I was looking at a beautiful pastel colored Katy Perry T-shirt, the merchandise clerk told me the lady behind me had paid for a shirt for me! I know this was truly a gift from Talia, because whenever I connect with her and ask her to join me, she incredibly finds a way to get me things for free! Of course, I thanked the woman behind me, repeatedly, and not to my surprise, she said, “it was my pleasure. I don’t know what come over me. I just had to buy it for you!” I didn’t tell the lady,  but I know exactly what came over her-a little angel named Talia!

Prism is the perfect name for Katy’s album and concert because the energy of the music, theme, and lyrics embrace spiritual topics such as functioning on a high vibration, unconditional love, inner strength and being present in the moment. I have always been a huge fan of Katy’s from the very beginning, and this latest album only amplifies and embodies my admiration for her as an artist. Her opening act, Ferras, is equally amazing. It was such a pleasure to watch his aura change, in sync with the theme and energy of each of his songs.  his music also embodies spiritual undertones and self-reflection from an honest and healing standpoint that can transcend across genders and cultural backgrounds. When I heard his new album, named after him, I fell in love. Then, after seeing him perform live, I wanted to tell him what was occurring, energetically to his aura, and let him know, he,most certainly, is following his life path and doing what he’s supposed to be doing, sharing his artistry. My favorite songs are “Champagne,” “speak in Tongues” and an amazing duet with Katy Perry, called, “Legends Never Die.” The first night I missed his “Meet and Greet” with fan base, but, intuitively,I knew another opportunity would come about.

In true Katy style, katy entered the stage through the floor, Ina beautiful indigo colored prism, singing her song, “Part of Me,” and the latest anthem, “Roar,” in Katy style and gusto, in a white shimmery dress,trimmed in glow stick colors, that illuminated her body in all the right places. She didn’t disappoint performing “Dark Horse,” in Egyptian attire, in an amazing mechanical horse, “walking on air” complete with aerial acrobats and silk cloths that resembled clouds draped over the audience, who were embedded in a triangle-shaped pit, in the front of the stage. Katy declared her love and admiration for her fans before serenading a full stadium with the song, “Unconditionally,” where she comes out onstage in traditional Katy-style, with her voice and a guitar, complete with a rainbow dress, pastel matching hair, and an amazing white sparkly cape, that also fanned out underneath to look like rays of a rainbow.

The first encore embraced the nostalgic,happy-vibe energy of the California Dream tour as she danced rave style to “Teenage Dream,” “California Girls,” “E.T.” And “TGIF.” In The second encore, she serenaded the auditorium with “Birthday,” as she was airlifted over the audience on a swing that looked like it was being lifted by birthday balloons, in a suit that was nude in color, but covered in what looked like cartoon tattoos. Her final encore, was in a huge ball gown that looked like a firework sprouting out over her leg, with live fire and video illumination that resembled a real-life firework show. Then, to all of the Katycats’ dismay, she disappeared once again into the prism , and was swallowed up by the stage, after a two and a half-hour adrenaline-filled, celebratory concert. Needless to say, it exceeded my expectations beyond my imagination.

The following day, I was delighted to learn that a college friend of mine was working in the public relations department of Ticketmaster, and he secured two tickets to the Miami arena where Katy had her second concert in South Florida.Fortuately, this time I  made it to theMeet and Greet with Ferras,and to my delight, he was humble, genuine, and touched to hear my description of his aura, as he performed and followed his life purpose as an artist. If you have an opportunity to go to Katy’s concert, do not miss it,because the Prism world  tour will illuminate your heart and inspire your spirit, for years to come. in whatever way you can,whether it is through the inspiration  of Ferras or Katy, or supporting a cause, or group of people,such as children on the autism spectrum, or children fighting cancer, find a way to ignite a spark in your heart, and let that light find its way out as you let more light into the world.

The Magic of MJ Lives on

June 25th, 2014

Today marks the five year anniversary of Michael Jackson leaving this planet to return home as an angel in heaven. I was blessed recently to attend the magical Cirque de Soleil honoring the King of Pop, and I will certainly never forget that night. However, the magic that is Michael Jackson impacted my life long before attending that show. I remember being a little girl, sitting in front of the television, watching Michael Jackson dance, with children in a Pepsi commercial, and thinking, “I wanna be just like him when I grow up.” Not even realizing at the time, that I had a difficulty walking, much less dancing as though I was weightless and floating across the floor. But, it wasn’t just his ability to dance or sing. It was the effervescent light, or energy, that permeated the room, even through the screen of a television. That same energy that has caused hundreds of girls, women and even men alike, to pass out in his presence. That same energy that catapulted him to fame like none other. I even begged for a silvery-white glove to wear, and I remember being told by other boys, in my elementary school class, “you can’t wear that. You’re a girl!” Of course, I responded, “Who says? My aunt said, ‘if the glove fits, wear it.’” Even at the young age of 12, when the epic song, Man in the Mirror, came out, my fascination and admiration for Michael Jackson, became even stronger because 12 was the age that I really began to feel a calling within myself to serve the world and make it a better place. Of course, at 12, idealism runs rampant in the mind. and I thought, with love and compassion, all the world’s problems could be solved, and this song Man in the Mirror, became an anthem that I played relentlessly, until I, literally, wore out the cassette tape.

Fast forward to 1998, I was  a young 22 year-old, planning to make the big move across country to Los Angles, the west coast. If any of my dreams to serve and make the world better could happen, I was sure they could happen there. The first time I went to Los Angeles, I was completely blown away by the number of young adults and teenagers that were homeless on the streets of Santa Monica beach. Of course, being from Washington, D.C., I had seen my share of homeless people, but never homeless children. So, with my beloved anthem, Man in the Mirror, blaring out of the speakers of my rented van, while on one of my first of many trips to prepare and set out for the move, I went into McDonald’s and bought $150 of hamburgers and cheeseburgers, with the song Man in the mirror, blaring ,i handed out as many hamburgers and cheeseburgers as $150 was able to purchase. For the most part, the kids were very grateful, and very obviously longed for someone to talk to. I had heard stories of survival, rebellion, tragedy and inspiration, that i sill carry close to my heart. Eventually, when I did move to Los Angeles, there was a young man named Nathan, who I kept up with. He wasn’t like the other kids. He was filled with ambition, and truly wanted “off the streets.” Bur, he escaped a home where he had been severely beaten and abandoned, after he was caught kissing another boy behind the bleachers at his high school.  very often, I would bring him food, a blanket, or clothing that I thougtht would look nice on him. He told me one of the last times I saw him, that whenever he heard the song Man in the Mirror, he would think about the little angel in a wheelchair who passed out hundreds of hamburgers though he adniiteed the first time that happened, he was frightened, be ause the van that I had rented looked like “a gang member’s van with tinted window.’ with music blaring. He said he’d never been so shocked, to see Little Old Me, come ut in my wheelchair, with as many hamburgers as I could hold. I also had o teach myself, once I moved hftere, never to have cash on me, because I would inevitably be handing it out to kids in the street. I often wonder what happened to Nathan. I don’t know his last mane, or even if he’s still in California but I’m sure he’s found his way to success, with his optimism that was unfailing even in the worst of circumstances . And, I am proud, that I was able to play the smallest role in this journey, giving him a piece of Michael’s magic along the way. I still use that song to raise myself up, as an anthem, to continue serving,even if I’m met with criticism or unappreciated. i don’t mind because my efforts are pure, and as long as G-d and Michael can witness  my continued effort to pick myself up and be of service, I am content and peaceful.

The song is so full of truth and reflection. If we find ourselves in this modern world where taking selfies is often a daily activity, then we certainly have the opportunity to look at ourselves and ask, “what have we offered the world today?” Not just an image but from the heart. As many of you know, over the last couple of days, I have flooded social media with messages supporting and educating on childhood cancer, as yesterday was a day of great importance when advocates for this cause went to Capitol Hill to voice the need for more funding and research. One of the parents lovingly know as Tattoo Tom, started a non-profit organization called StillBrave, after his daughter, Shayla, passed away from cancer. His slogan is, “I asked, why isn’t somebody doing something, and then I realized I am somebody.” I mention Tom and that organization because that slogan truly captures the essence of that song, “Man in the Mirror.” Michael continues to be an advocate through his music, for humanity and children, with numerous songs, like “Black and White,” “Human Nature,” the Earth song, and, most recently, from the latest album , Xcape, “Do You Know where your Children are?” All of these songs and so many more, speak to equality, love, respect, and preserving human life and the planet. His passion and love for humanity, and changing the world for the better, will inevitably endear him to my heart. As is often the case, when an earth angel, uses their light to cast out darkness in the world, that darkness rises up in an effort to rob that light, and this happened to MJ, as he was countlessly falsely accused of terrible deeds ike harming children, being crazy, even putting his own children in harm’s way. I know with every fiber of my being, that he did no such thing, as these acts undeniably, go against everything he stood for. I do think he fell victim to substance abuse, in an effort to escape the demands of his iconic name, and the pain inflicted on him by the same people  in humanity he was working to save. Unfortunately, greed from those that worked for him led to his untimely death, as he was not properly protected or cared for, but rather used for his financial status and where he was able to buy compliance, giving him access to the deadly substances that ultimately lead to his death. But, whether he passed, because of carelessness and/or addiction, I believe his light-filled soul could only withstand the lower vibration of the earthly plane for so long, and his spirit had to return to the higher plane, where his heart and essence was free and will always be timeless.

My wish for the world is that more people will rise up, supporting causes that Michael supported, and embrace his music as a collective anthology of music to serve as their anthem, when they are in need of some Michael Jackson magic to lift them up so they can carry on to be of service.

How to Make Real Life a Livable Fairy Tale-Let's Go to the Movies and Beyond

June 17th, 2014

I love writing! Writing allows for expression and creating, while connecting with the minds and hearts of others all over the world. Many say that this technological whirlwind we live in is separating people, because devices are building a wall, killing face-to-face contact. although I agree, all too often, we find ourselves sitting in front of a device rather than sitting in front of each other. There is a part of me that loves social media and the ability to connect with someone worldwide. Indeed, we can’t stare into each other’s eyes, but we can support each other and relate to the triumphs and struggles that we have on this journey we call life.

The movie industry is a beautiful example of how thè element of entertainment can, at first glance, separate us, when obviously, at a movie, we are not talking to each other, but these different forums of expression allow for a different kind of connection. As an audience member, we can go to see a motion picture with a friend, and both become immersed in the storyline, not needing to communicate at that moment, other than holding each other’s hand for support, passing each other a tissue, or laughing at the same comic moment, as the story unfolds. I have always loved going to the movies, because it creates a world of escape and fantasy, the chance to abandon our own journey for two hours, watching others triumph over obstacles and yet, we can come away with the knowledge or the armor that they used to do so.

I recently saw the movie, Maleficent, The background story of the notorious villain, Maleficent, in Sleeping Beauty. What brought her to the callous moment of placing a curse on a beautiful, innocent princess. Not only do we get the chance to understand that 99per cent of the time, even Negative, or villainous, people in real life, are not born that way. They are a collection of events, energy and the individual wrapped up in the unfolding of an unfortunate story that brings them to the present moment in life, where their villainous,or negative, tendencies are expressed. One of my favorite moments in the movie is when Maleficent acknowledges that she is both the villain and the hero of her story. Of course, Maleficent is completely fantasy, and a fairy tale. But, the message of triumph and self-deflection transcends into our real life story, because, let’s face it, aren’t all of us, at some point, a villain and a hero?

speaking from personal experience, even the most loving, triumphant efforts, when taken out of context, or perceived from outsiders, can be twisted and manipulated to present itself as a villainous act. In The famous words of Madonna, “some of the best intentions pavethe road to hell.” Maleficent also served as a role model that revenge never gets you anywhere, because, as they say, darkness never casts out darkness, but leaves more people blind. If yu have not seen this movie, please take the time to do so. If you find yourself, like me, a lover of fairies, pixies, and enchantment, you will find yourself immersed in the fantastical world that can eerily echo real life. Lets face it, how could a villain be so easily disliked, if their story, or motivation, didn’t somehow stem from someone’s real life misfortune of encountering the person they are created after? Thesame thing holds true for Prince Charming, how could we fall head over heels for the ultimate e hero, if there was not true heroism in real life?

The other motion picture that I was blessed to see recently was The Fault in our Stars. And yes, indeed, there was a hero, a Prince Charming.  unfortunately, the villain was a villain that thrives and takes lives relentlessly and viciously, regardless of sex, age, ethnicity, or religious belief. It can inflict its torture and misfortune on all walks of life, even our beloved fur babies, or pets. This  villain is known as cancer.  Yes, cancer is the ultimate villain. But, this move is not about cancer. It is about the heroes and heroines that fight against this villain with bravery, humility, tenacity and heart. Fault  in our Stars was also a fantasy that stemmed from a real girl’s battle with cancer and, indeed, the villain robbed her of a chance to fall in love or or even ever have a boyfriend, and yet, it was one of her greatest dreams to experience a prince. So, over a series of interviews, she discussed what she thought being in love could have been like. The story details her idea of what falling in love would have been like,  and this dream became a reality, as it graces the screen in the “Fault in our Stars” motion picture. From both movies, with little self-reflection, an audience member can walk away with understanding the importance of continuing to fight with bravery, and above everything else, pursue love, because after all, love can conquer all. Conquering does not mean that it cures the cancer, or that it defeats whatever other villain you’re facing, but love conquers because it allows the spirit to transcend circumstances and it provides strength for the soldiers that follow in its footsteps. If we all take the time to acknowledge our villain-like moments, and truly desire to have more moments of being the “good guy” or “good girl,” then we will be given endless opportunities to make our real lives more of a fairy tale. This does not mean that our life will be free of villains, like cancer, but our life will have meaning, and inspire others to continue fighting their battles,  in the hopes of preventing a war or more casualties. It is important to honor our own story, while keeping in mind, that our story itself is not what’s most important. What’s most important is using our own story as a Springboard to inspire and help others with their journey. The plot may not be the same, but the gems of wisdom learned along the way, can be beneficial across all stories. And, the more we embrace each other’s story, the more it becomes a unified version, which, indeed, brings life into the idea that we are all the villain and the hero, trying to find our happy ending in the story of Life.

Heaven On Earth

June 10th, 2014

To take the beautiful words from the legendary John Lennon, “you may say that I’m a dreamer. But, I’m not the only one.” There are so many positivity life coaches out there, self-help books, support groups, studies being done on happiness, that sometimes it feels as though the idea of happiness has become a phenomenon. what some people miss is that happiness is not a phenomenon, but it is something that originates intrinsically within ourselves. Often, people find themselves looking for happiness by gaining acceptance from other people, materialistic things, status boosters, or other perks to be found if a certain number of dollars are spent. If there is a magical phenomenon about happiness, it is that true happiness is free. It originates from a chemical reaction in our brains. Of course, there are those who have chemical differences, stemming from a physiological condition that alters the neurological process that triggers happiness. And, for those individuals, sometimes medication is necessary, and that’s okay, although all too often, we are enslaved in a society that is reliant upon pharmaceuticals to induce a reaction to facilitate happiness. The problem is that often, physicians and other health care professionals are so quick to prescribe, that they don’t encourage finding happiness from within, or they treat the symptoms of unhappiness such as the eating addiction, shopping addiction, whatever has manifested as a behavioral issue, for the individual in search of happiness, which truly can only be found within in the first place.

So, what is it that makes some individuals more positive than others? Research shows that there is a genetic component that contributes to, or takes away from, personal happiness. But, that it is only part of the equation. The other part of the equation is in large part, in my opinion, a choice. For example, as most, or all of you, know I have cerebral palsy, which leaves me reliant on a wheelchair for much of my mobility. And, of course, with this condition, there are daily struggles, such as: taking a shower and getting dressed in the morning can take me anywhere from an hour & a half to two hours, and if done within that time frame, it is considered a good day. Of course, there are times when I wish I could wake up fifteen minutes before I’m supposed to be somewhere and do things quickly like a majority of individuals. But, that thought or desire, only emerges when I am overtired and wish I could have extra sleep that morning. Most often, I am extremely grateful that I am able to shower or dress myself at all, and it fills my heart with gratitude, that although my childhood was not an easy one, it prepared me to be self-sufficient, for the most part.

I made the choice a long time ago, to choose happiness and see the glass as half full, rather than half empty. If you see the glass as half full, you’re halfway to having it filled, and therefore, the lack is conquerable and attainable. If an obstacle, or problem, is conquerable, then we have motivation, or strength, to overcome it. If we focus on the lack in our lives, the lack becomes unrealistically overwhelming and demolishes any hope of alleviating it. It is important to realize that whatever challenges, losses, or difficulties you face, your spirit is stronger, resilient and capable of handling those problems as long as you stay connected to G-d, the higher power, what you believe is the creator of your spirit. The part of happiness that many people don’t understand, is to truly have it, you have to, realistically, examine who you are, and accept your flaws, changing those that you can and accepting those that you can’t. Because there are some things about ourselves, we can’t change, in this lifetime. But, more often than not, those things are much less significant than our positive qualities, and it is us who spend more time focusing on those things than the things that set us apart or make us uniquely different and special in our own way. Even if I could take a pill tomorrow and walk, I don’t know that I would take it, if it was a permanent fix to my disability, because it is my disability that’s made me the person that I am. It is my disability that my spirit chose in this lifetime, that brings me closer to the Creator, my guides and angels. It is my disability that makes my life’s journey unique. Although I can not get up and run down a hill, or walk on the beach, even walk up stairs or in places that are not wheelchair-friendly, with my heart I can do everything. With my heart, I have the strength to climb every mountain. With the use of language, I can describe the feeling of walking or running, by connecting to my guide or channeling a spirit that is able to do so. I am phenomenal at astrotravel, which is, in essence, allowing your spirit to travel to different places, all distances, attached to, but free from the physical body. This is something we all do in dreams, or when our heart is with someone in need, when we physically can’t be there. But, the more we practice living from the heart, the more we can do. Realizing that reality is only a perception, a perception we must embrace and function, in but also overcome when we live a truly spiritual life. And, living from the heart, where we focus on the positive, even when it feels like there is nothing to be grateful for, there is gratitude in the magic of our breath, the functioning of gravity, and the ability to communicate with other individuals all over the world, via technology, indeed making the world a smaller place and more conquerable, regardless of limitations. Happiness comes form within and if we live from this understanding and teach this to the current, and coming, generations, there is the opportunity to shift in living in a world where more of heaven can be experienced on earth.

Enraptured in the Immortal Presence that is Michael Jackson

May 24th, 2014

This week has been one of the most fun-filled and gratifying blessings since the beginning of 2014. My birthday began before the 22nd and has continued through the Memorial weekend. One of the best gifts I received were tickets to the Cirque de Soleil concert honoring the late Michael Jackson. I had been counting the days for this concert weeks ahead of time. From a very young age, I felt a strong connection with MJ in his Mad Hatter genius attempts to facilitate social change in the artistic platform of music. Of course, in the early 80’s, I knew nothing more than “I like the beats and his shiny, sparkly gloves.” Though, looking back, I now realize that even back then, I was attracted to his light. At the age of 10, I begged for my own sparkly white glove. Not wanting to spend money, my aunt made me one, with a glove and some silver glitter, but I wore it with pride and joy. Then, when he appeared in Disney’s Epcot Center, in a 3-D movie with E.T., I was elated. When we made our first journey to Disney, and watched that attraction four times, while my cousins went on other rides in the park, it didn’t matter what the song was, if Michael’s name was attached to it, I was a fan. I remember the exact moment that I heard of his passing. Where I was and who I was with. It was a moment in time that will forever leave a void in  my heart and soul. Very shortly after his passing, I began feeling a connection with him in spirit, and even was told to take a picture in my bedroom late at night, and I would see his image. I did so, and there it was. The outline of his head with his infamous hat on. From that moment on, I have been blessed with numerous interactions with him in spirit, so I was elated when I received tickets to the Cirque du Soleil show on the 23rd.

The show captured his childlike personality, that longed for a childhood lost early on, but captured in his humor, music and many projects. My favorite part of the show was when the acrobatic performers wore silver-lighted costumes as they twirled in the air, in front of a backdrop made from what looked like a galaxy, creating the illusion of falling stars, to the rythymic magic that is his music. There was one performer that had only one leg, but he did Michael’s dance moves impeccably, occasionally using decorated crutches that blended and moved so flawlessly with his body that it was easy to forget that he only had one limb. A contortionist also glided across the pages of an enormous storybook, moving like a spider, ghost or gumbie-like superhuman, that moved in ways unthinkable to the human mind. The last moments that I have to acknowledge are those watching a young man who was afflicted with Down’s Syndrome, dressed in full Michael attire, complete with the red leather jacket, black shiny shoes, white glove and sparkly socks. When the classic Michael songs poured from the speakers, he would jump up from his seat and break out in Michael moves. His aura expanded so quickly, showing every color and his heart chakra was so full and blossomed from his body, that I felt blessed to be a part of his joy. How I longed to tell him that Michael Jackson was dancing his ass off in Spirit right alongside him. Of course, I didn’t. But, I took the moment in, knowing that it was one I’d never experience again, and one I’ll always treasure in my heart. It was surprising that, seemingly, the audience remained seated throughout the entire show. I, of course, danced my ass of in my wheelchair, which, a couple of times, I truly thought was going to bounce right off of the floor. Michael told me what parts of the show he treasured most, and what he would change, and also helped my understanding of the time that he had here on the planet. This understanding will forever impact my time on the planet, as spiritually, I know as I carry on, his spirit of love, social acceptance, saving the planet, and helping humanity and the insatiable passion to create lyrics and music, carries on.

Birthday Wishes and Dreams Come True

May 16th, 2014

The month of May is often a difficult, though blessed, month for me. In the month of May, we celebrate the miraculous gift of motherhood and Mothers. I was blessed to have not one but four mothers. My aunt Nell, I often joked, and called her “the Dad.” She mowed the lawn, paid the bills, did handiwork around the house and was, most certainly, the glue that held the family together. That being said, she was also gentle, feminine, and had the biggest heart of anyone I’ve ever known. She was always there to help anyone in need, and had an undying belief that deep down, all people were good at their cores. She taught me that I could be anything and always tried, as best she could, to make my life easy, so that I could have a chance to be a child, and reach my greatest potentials. My aunt Imogene definitely handled more of the domestic responsibilities, as she prepared delicious homemade meals with the beautiful presentation of a renowned chef. If you were sick, she was always there with the love and care of a mother, but the knowledge and resourcefulness of a nurse. Sometimes, she seemed a bit tougher, making sure that you were too sick to go to school or asking when you get your report card, why there weren’t straight A’s but deep down, it was only because she wanted you to be your best and exemplify integrity. My grandmother taught me to love the arts, to be a lady, to be organized, and to pursue my dreams, no matter what they were. She, too, was meticulous and paid careful attention to detail., to reach perfection. She also often could be misunderstood as a critic, but also had the amazing ability to be funny and teach you to laugh at yourself. Then, of course, there is my biological mother. She had a great many struggles in life, and from an early age, lost her way in an effort to handle those struggles. I spent much of my youth longing for the type of mother that my friends had, who could be dependable, and offer so many things that I am grateful now that my aunts and grandmother did. I am so grateful that once I grew up, I learned to forgive my  mother, and cherish and honor the things about her that I was blessed to inherit, like: her amazing ability to write, her love for all types of music, her childlike giggle when something was amusing, and her enthusiasm for social issues that she felt were important, like: animal rights, equality for all, and upholding the democracy of this country, just to name a few.

Now that my mothers are in heaven, Mother’s Day can be a bit somber, but I feel their love all the time, and I’m eternally grateful for the strong spiritual connection that my biological mother and I share now that she’s in heaven, that we could not always share when she was on earth.

May is also the month of my birthday, and I know that my mothers as well as Michael Jackson, helped me to secure tickets to the Cirque de Soleil honoring MJ’s life and music career, that I will attend later this month. I will also celebrate my birthday this weekend, and continue the celebration past my birthday, as I was always taught that your birthday should always be at least a week’s celebration. This month has also been filled with blessings already, as I was recently encouraged to write my own screenplay based on my autobiography. As many of you know, I’ve been working towards making my autobiography into a motion picture for quite a long time. The issue, however, is that many of the writers involved did not grasp the spiritual element, embracing the connection between me and my guide, Robin. So, after much deliberation, it was decided that I should try writing the screenplay myself. Screenplay writing is not something I’m unfamiliar with, though most of my experience is with television screenplays. Therefore, it is a bit daunting to think about writing a feature film screenplay, particularly one that I am so close to. After hours of meditation, I’ve been guided to try in faith and ask my readers to help along the way. I will be making an audio recording of many of the chapters, with commentary from myself, to help those of you who haven’t read it, to get involved. The motivation behind this project is solely to spread my story and help people realize no matter what cards they’ve been dealt in life, there is a spiritual reason that each person was chosen for their circumstance, and with love and faith in the Divine, as well as for oneself, nothing can not be overcome. In the second half of May, it will be filled with birthday wishes that will miraculously manifest into dreams coming true.

A Wild Wednesday and a Beautiful Lunch with Friends

May 2nd, 2014

This past Wednesday was definitely filled with memories. Still feeling the whirlwind of April’s wild energy with all the amazing events taking place in the cosmosphere, I believe this week we were feeling the tail end of that crazy energy, though as is always the case, among the chaos, there are order and blessings to be found. So, Wednesday morning, all at once, my schedule got changed around, and I had a very important phone conference, meaning that needed my full attention. As luck would have it, a friend of mine, Tracy Dyer, was in town after attending the Fort Lauderdale “I can Do It” Conference with Hay House. Tracy is the owner and designer for her eco-friendly designer purses, handbags and tote bags. Her company’s name is Urbanjunket. All of the products are made from recycled materials, mostly recycled water bottles, and they are beautiful, practical and planet-friendly to boot. I met Tracy several years ago, walking around the different vendor booths at a Hay House convention in San Diego. She was so kind and easy to talk to, I immediately felt  like we had known each other for years. I also had the pleasure of personally meeting Dr. Wayne Dyer another year, when he came over to see Tracy at her booth, and I was there talking to her. They are such an amazing family, so warm and open, and spiritually connected, that you feel it in every interaction.

Unfortunately,  I was not able to attend this year’s “I can Do It” convention in Fort Lauderdale, but a friend of mine, Sandra Barbieri, was able to attend, so I asked her to give Tracy a small gift with a message. I asked Tracy if she would meet me for lunch the next week, since I couldn’t attend the conference and wanted to see her. I was delighted when she said yes! Which bring me to this crazy past week, Wednesday. We went to my favorite organic restaurant in Boca called the Farmer’s Table. It is part of the Wyndham Hotel in Boca. It has a fun ambience and a nice selection of food choices. My friend, Sandra, Picked me up in her Lincoln Town car. That, in itself, started the adventure, because it always feels as if I stepped back in time, or like an English princess, when riding in that car. It is so spacious and has an air of royalty about it. It was so wonderful to see Tracy again. As always, she has amazing energy and it feels as though time has stood still since the last time I saw her. Once we ordered our food, we had amazing conversation that covered everything from world travels to cultural differences and just trying to stay positive in a sometimes busy, crazy world. After lunch, I was so honored when Tracy asked me if  she could have a reading, and I said,”Sure,” Tracy definitely seemed a bit shocked when my friend Sandra said, “she can do it right now!” Tracy then said, ” Are You sure right now?” and I felt so blessed because I have never completely disconnected from Spirit and I can connect so easily with my guide because we are in constant communication and contact, that doing a reading instantly is not a problem. Sandra stepped away from the table to give Tracy and I privacy and the reading began, I have to reiterate Tracy is so open and accepting, creative and understanding, that it made my job that much easier. For about a half-hour I gave her spiritual guidance and soon we began talking as friends again, about spiritual and everyday life experiences. Time flies when you are with like-minded people and the lunch was over in the blink of an eye, but I am thrilled to learn that Tracy will be returning to south Florida, in the the not so far future, and I know I’ll get to see her again. This experience is a perfect example of why it’s so important, that, no fatter how busy we get, we make time for those in-person interactions, to help inspire each other, giving encouragement, mutually, to continue following our calling, no matter what that calling is.

If you are like me, and your purses or tote bags take a beating after a hard winter, please check out www.urbanjunket.com, for beautiful bags that are kind to the planet, to help you stay organized, creating order, if you have a wild Wednesday or any other day of the week.

Whatever MAY Come

April 22nd, 2014

With the passing of the holidays, I’ve been doing a lot of reflecting. embracing the energy that comes with the miraculous manifestation, power invited by the Jewish holiday, (Passover), where the Israelites prepared with faith to mark their homes so that G-d would know they were faithful and protect them from the plagues of the world, set forth as the result of the enslavement of the Israelites by the ruling Egyptians. The significance of this holiday is the realization of G-d’s majesty to protect his children, and with this power comes an infinite number of possibilities for miraculous events as one is bathed in faith. Then, in the Christian faith, there is the celebration of Easter, which historically marks the miraculous event of Jesus and his resurrection and rebirth to his new life in heaven. Regardless of your religious stance, both of these holidays invoke renewed faith, bringing forth new beginnings and a joyful anticipation for the possibility of new life, Further pushing me to expand my awakened consciousness, as I explore the Akashic records and refresh my understanding of the Kabbalah and the idea that G-d’s name can not be spoken, as is understood in Jewish mysticism.

G-d encompasses every vibration that pulsates through everything, embracing all words. Therefore, G-d can not be defined by symbolic representation as provided by traditional language. For me, personally, I find great comfort in the idea that vibration is life and all that exists has vibration. As taught in the Hindu tradition, Shiva is G-d, who has a drum, and in all things, Shiva’s drum pulsates, whereas Shacti is the dance, the external experiences of the earthly world that manipulate the beats of Shiva and yet, the dancer, Shiva, co-exists with the dance as they are inseparable and one and the same. One can not exist without the other, also understood as the yin and the yang creating equilibrium and balance, known as the happy medium or middle. While all of this can, at times, seem overwhelming and hard to grasp, even among that chaos, there is order where in each vibration there is a pattern that can be replicated, to create multiple organisms, spontaneously stemming from a single original vibration and rippling out to create endless possibilities. If we accept vibration as the originator of creation, our highest state of being is while creating. Kierkegaard put it best when he said, “if you name me, you negate me, but at the same time, with a label I am brought into existence. Therefore, creating is our highest nature.” If we are constantly bombarding ourselves with information, answers and solutions, we minimize opportunities to be creative and exist in the now without expectations. So many people are working to understand what their life purpose is. though the answer to one’s life purpose is always known within, the more we understand that love is the highest vibration and the experience of that purest vibration is, in essence, creation. only then can we understand that love is the vibration causing synchronicity, bringing about internal harmony, that then ripples across all vibrations to make the melody of this lifetime, or the present incarnation. Therefore, uniting all of us with the same purpose, of love. I certainly do not have all the answers but I do know the more we go within, to know that true happiness can only be found within, the more the universe will gift you in the everyday life we dream of. After all, U is the most important letter in the universe, and happiness will exist for you in whatever may come.

This blog is a composition of spiritual teaching I have studied with open arms in  the hopes of awakening the heart to further consciousness.

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