Melissa Hevenor
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Falling in Love with February

Tuesday, February 17th, 2015

So much has been going on-it’s been hard to keep track of what I have shared and what I haven’t. I’m proud to announce that starting Thursday, March 12th, will be the second class of Destination Happiness, beginning the journey of the six-week online course. I’m so excited to be able to help individuals in a small group setting, online, giving the flexibility to reach people from all over, helping in the areas of breaking barriers that are holding people back, unleashing confidence, living powerfully in the present with purpose, embracing all forms of abundance, helping people with financial freedom, harmonious relationships, finding true love and  creating a pathway to leave a legacy in this world, that exceeds one’s lifetime and carries on. All by identifying the road map for each person that will lead them to their definition of Destination Happiness. This course, as I mentioned before, includes two one-hour sessions with me, one in the beginning and one in the end, to help you overcome any obstacles you are facing in the area of your choice, and really give you the tools to reach your truest definition of happiness.

Registration for the class will end Sunday, March 1st. To register, you would go to my website, melissahevenor.com, look under the “Coaching” program and purchase Destination Happiness. Then, you will be contacted to receive the links to the class and how to gain access to the recorded classes if you can not attend the live sessions. It is each week, Thursday, at 7:30 p.m. EST for an hour and a half. Then, the private sessions will be arranged with each student throughout the course. I am limiting the course to ten people, so that each student can get individual attention and the most out of the course. Also, I’m happy to announce that I will be launching my first spiritual cruise March 1st. The cruise will take place Oct. 31st, leaving out of Ft. Lauderdale, until Nov. 7, on the beautiful, luxurious cruise line Holland America. There will be beautiful destinations on the itinerary such as: Cocoa Kay, Puerto Rico, St. Thomas,and more. On board the cruise, there will be yoga classes. I will be teaching various spiritual classes as well as doing inspirational speaking and readings. I will have some other amazing spiritual teachers on board, all in one place to cover topics such as: connecting with angels, chakra balancing, and mediumship. There will even be art classes to help you connect with your creativity and higher self, and various activities and events organized for children on board. The cost of the cruise per person is $1200, including all food, classes and activities. In order to be part of this spiritual “Sanctuary on the Sea,” I will be launching a website March 1st, where you can sign up to be part of this amazing experience. If you purchase a cruise ticket for the cruise through Holland America, you will not be considered a participant in the spiritual experience.

Many people have asked me recently, “what is one of the most important spiritual practices?” And while gratitude and acceptance of current situations and obstacles are key to moving forward, one of the most imperative individual spiritual practices is being true to one’s word. With many doors of opportunity flying open as of late, to appear on television and on the big screen, it’s brought to my attention the lack of authenticity that, not only transpires in Hollywood, but happens regularly, day in and day out. It is so important to be true to your word. Words are the vibrational imprint of your spirit, being shared among the oxygen that all living things breathe in and out. Therefore, is what you are saying toxic? Not only in terms of authenticity, but also in terms of kindness and vibration? Are your words and actions supporting that of love, kindness and compassion, or individualism, selfishness, and negativity? If you find that you are in a situation where your actions do not compliment your words or your words do not compliment your actions, then start by taking accountability, for either or both of those that are incongruent. While I am a spiritual teacher and live, 90% of the time, from a place of love and compassion, I am a “tough cookie,” so to speak. I have found myself in the treacherous shark tank known as Hollywood many times over, and I am very good at keeping myself afloat. Though once you have strayed from those waters for awhile, you tend to forget how treacherous they are. And, I find myself shocked by the rampant dishonesty that comes from those who have taken habitat in those waters for some time. I have had opportunity to sell my story and different treatments for television many times over, and I always go with my instinct. While I know that superficial destructive energy is present in the media, I find it almost humorous that these individuals who know I am psychic because I have been reading for them for years, or they have contacted me to work on a television project or a film because of my abilities, still find themselves being dishonest. Yet, I find myself continuing to move forward, in the arena of the media and Hollywood, because I really want to embrace that small ripple of energy that is trying to come from a place of integrity, love and education, while still embracing the element of entertainment. I know, with every fiber of my being, that the projects I am working on, will be of great service to the world through entertainment in different media where people will be more open to a touch of enlightenment that seeps through each of these projects. So, please keep me in your prayers as I continue on this venture, and, I promise, you will not be disappointed I also want to use the platform to bring greater awareness and equality for all as well as assisting causes that I care about financially, which brings me to the last but most important, thing, I wanted to express to everyone, which is the greatest of gratitude for those who taook advantage of my Valentines’s Day Special, allowing me to make a nice donation to the charity, Talia’s Legacy, children’s cancer foundation.

Thank you for your continued support, and until next time, love, light and blessings.

PS Please remember February is the month that love and companionship get its moment in the limelight. But please allow that spark of light that motivated you to say “I love you,” get a card, buy chocolates, or do whatever you did for those you love on Valentine’s Day, spill over, helping you not only to fall in love with february, but fall in love with life itself throughout the year.

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

Thursday, 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.

The Magic of MJ Lives on

Wednesday, 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.