Melissa Hevenor
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Entering the Last Year of my 30’s Invited a Birthday to Remember

Monday, May 25th, 2015

So often, we hear people complain about getting older, wrinkles or investing in anti-aging products. When, in actuality, aging is a blessing that signifies all of our triumphs, memories and the magical, crazy, beautiful, difficult roller coaster we call life. I remember entering my 29th birthday. I was nervous about preparing to say goodbye to my 20’s and embracing the 30-year mark of my life. Since that time, i’ve gone through so much that makes me not scared, but thrilled to enter the last year of the third decade of my life.  When your health is in question, it truly brings to the forefront how precious life is, and how magical the single universal gift we are each given, multiple times a day, known as breath truly is. So many children never get to experience the teen years, or turning legal at 21, much less the idea of nearing 40. I was lucky enough to have my birthday fall on a Friday, embarking on a 3-day weekend, giving even more time and liberty to celebrate a victorious year.

It started off with getting a tattoo portrait of Talia Joy Castellano. I always get my tattoos done at High Voltage in California, so I was very nervous about the idea of getting a portrait done at home, in Florida, but, after much research, I found an amazing artist named Lily, here in Ft. Lauderdale. Before entering the tattoo shop, I asked Talia for a sign if this was the right thing to do, and the first thing I noticed was there were several portraits that had the blue and pink colors of Talia’s Legacy foundation in them. Then, as I began to discuss ideas for the tattoo, one of Talia’s favorite songs by Nikki Minaj, came on, that I also took as a sign from Talia that I was in the right place. Lily, the artist, went through hundreds of pictures with me, and then visualized and chose the perfect space for the portrait, in between two of my other monumental tattoos. The first one, is the logo for my business, which now gracefully sits right above Talia, and  the second one on my wrist that symbolizes the afterlife and is a replica of the butterfly logo for Lisa  William’s business, to honor that Lisa is my mentor, and the one who helped me embrace living my purpose as a spiritual teacher, medium, and intuitive. I always wanted something between those two significant tattoos for a longtime but never knew what to get, and now the butterfly sits elegantly on what looks like Talia’s neck, which I think is pretty awesome, because on her bucket list, Talia wanted a tattoo now, symbolically, she has one that  is purple, the color for neuroblastoma. The day after the tattoo was done, I keep forgetting that it was there and when I would notice it, I could not stop looking at my arm.  Therefore, I would look down, see it, and say, “Hi, Talia,” each time. Now, I’m sure to be known in my apartment building, as the spiritual girl in the wheelchair who talks to her arm. But, that’s ok, because I’m over the moon happy and that’s what counts.

On my birthday, my bestie, Jenn, took me to the Mac store and I got to pick out two beautiful lipsticks and a eyeshadow palette with a gift certificate as a present.  I also got my cartilage pierced on the left side, to honor Talia and  Mattia Joyce Talia’s big sister. Mattia is such an inspiration as a beautiful young woman inside and out and she is so supportive of Talia’s Legacy and such a sweet friend. I was so excited to have my cartilage done reminding me of their strength and talent with makeup. I had always wanted my cartilage pierced because I thought it looked cool and now,  without hair, it is very noticeable, which I love. During this process came to the realization that getting the tattoo at this point in my fight for a cure was very empowering because it allowed me to have something done to my body that is under my control, when so much that happens with my health and to my body from being sick and in a wheelchair, that is out of  my control. The same holds true with the piercing.

I have to share with you a miraculous incident that happened during the piercing. Even though the gentleman did it with the utmost professionalism, my ear bled quite a bit. I had my spiritual prayer beads that were given to me by my spiritual teacher and guru around my neck. He asked me to remove the beads, so he could get the blood off, however, the blood had gotten on the white thread that the beads are strung onto. The beads are clear so the blood on the thread was very visible. He told me to take it home and put it in some bleach. I said I will although, that was the last thing I wanted to do, because the beads were specially blessed and prepared for me by my teacher, so I wanted to keep them in the condition that they were given to me. Before leaving the shop, I closed my eyes, took a breath, and began  praying to Jesus, Moses, Buddha, G-d, the angels, and all my loved ones in heaven including Talia, to all help restore my beads to their original condition, without the blood. When I took my necklace off at home, to see if I could clean it, there was no sign of blood. This was not only confirmation that prayers are answered, but also  reaffirmed my faith. if a blood-stained thread, can be made clean  by Divine power and love, that same Divine power can touch my body and heal it from any and all illness. Of course, to be healed has to be part of my destiny, tho the possibility for healing is there, and so as I prepare to  enter yet another treatment cycle, I hold firm that the treatment will do what it’s supposed to, giving me back the health  I once had,  and who knows? Maybe one day down the road, I will not be dependent on a wheelchair. No matter what, I will be happy and full of faith, for all that is and all that is yet to come. Tonight, I had another celebration with my two best friends, complete with a beautiful homemade cake decorated in editable make-up , so until I am well, as Talia would say, “Make-up is my wig.” no matter what the outcome, I am truly blessed to have amazing friends, lot of love, a heart full of faith, and I am thrilled to be one year closer to 40!

Forgiveness, Healing and the Understanding of Heaven and “Hell”

Thursday, September 18th, 2014

This past week has been an amazing journey for me as a medium and a spiritual teacher. On Thursday, I had the honor of doing a reading with a long-time client, and it turned out that her loved one who had dark family secrets, showed up at 9:00 in the morning, before my first appointment, because he needed to explain himself. I knew his energy because I had seen pictures of him and he came through strong because he had been passed for over ten years.Thankfully,  my first appointment was not for an hour and-a-half, so I had time to listen to him. He wanted to explain to me why he made choices that victimized other members of his family, leading to deep, dark family secrets that have recently come to the surface. And, the family still here have been left to deal with the pain and the memory of his choices. He explained why he did the things that he did, not as a way to justify or excuse them, but to explain his mentality behind them, as distorted and disturbed as it was at the time, it made sense to him. He also described different events in his own personal journey that led to his thinking process. He had a great sense of humor that was equally partnered with deep sorrow and regret for his poor choices. He also had a sense of relief as he explained that hell was not as he had been taught, a fiery pit. Hell is actually a dimension lower than heaven but one level higher than earth, that he described a s a “holding space,” or spiritual healing place. To make it reasonably comprehensible, he described it as a doctor’s waiting room, or in this case, to ascend to heaven. While you are waiting, you have the option to read your own personal record, that details your last incarnation, as well as other past lives to look over your own spiritual growth, and also to see what possibly lies ahead in future lifetimes.

You spend this time reading or going through your records as part of the healing process, as people in your family forgive you, it allows more light into the spirit, creating a greater ascension, bringing you closer to that heavenly light. During each phase of the healing, G-d or a higher power, helps you evaluate your life and what you’re learning, to prepare your spirit for the complete rapture of white light and ascension into the heavenly plane. The longer it takes for forgiveness to happen, the longer you are left waiting in the “waiting room,” in this in-between space. Although other loved ones who have already ascended to heaven have the option of visiting. Therefore, he had been visited by loved ones who had ascended directly to heaven. The ones who go directly to heaven have the freedom to explore and visit the dimensions quite easily. Not only is the ascension to heaven contingent on others forgiving that person, but it is also imperative that the spirit who is waiting forgive him or herself. It is only when all parties forgive, that full ascension to heaven can be reached. It is important to understand, though, that on the other side, there is no concept of time like we have here, so literally a year here is equivalent to a blink of the eye to those on the other side. Alrthough he had been passed, for many, many years, his healing could only go so far until the secrets were revealed and worked through, but the time is very different for him than those here. the other thing that he helped me to understand is that if it turns out that someone does not forgive, or that a spirit does not forgive themselves, they still have the opportunity for reincarnation, where they will be put in circumstances to teach and clear the leftover karma from those previous choices.

This got me to thinking, my mother took her own life, and she has gone through a great deal of healing since her passing and ascended to the light after one year’s time, however she was notorious when she was here, for running away, and first did at the age of 12, and then repeatedly until the age of 21, when she had me. Is it possible that my inability to run or limited m ability, is a karmic result of her inability to stay? If so, I am fine with it, because I truly believe that my physical limitation helps me exceed spiritually, and I feel complete and able-bodied in so many other aspects, that I never really view myself as disabled anyway. Yet, on the outside, my mother looked completely able-bodied, complete with numerous talents, and great sense of humor and an amazing intellect. Thoughn her ability to sustain and live life was very limited. It just makes you wonder how much of an impact forgiveness plays on our own life, those who have passed, and those yet to come. It was also very difficult for my mother to forgive, and she was notorious for holding grudges forever, which in turn, ended up hurting her more that the other people. I on the other hand, am quick to forgive and always happy to move forward. So, I guess yuou could sauy she had little mobility too, but it was in terms of her emotional mobility. This client’s loved one definitely got me to htingking of residual karma, and how it  impacts one to other. This particular reading gave me a deeper understanding of the afterlife.

So although I often help those who have ascended to the white light communicate, I choose to spend very little time understanding the dimension s that are darker than the white light. this reading helped me understand what goes on when someone does not ascend to heaven and it was healing for the client as well. I now understand that it is on a lower plane, where healing takes place.

Then, fast forward to Saturday, where I taught a standing room only, chakra class. Initially ,when i began teaching, the students were distracted and not completely paying attention. Then, I began talking about my work as a therapist and how the aura and the health of one’s energy plays a part in overall wellness, and it got their attention. At first, several people were taken aback by the fact that I do not have an office, so my in-person readings happen in a community- based area such as a coffee shop or cafe, although at the end of the class, I spoke to several of the students individually for 15 minutes and was so in the zone, “on a higher dimension than the earth plane, which I like to call the “fourth dimension,” that the same individuals who were uncomfortable that I did readings in a public place, changed their minds. When I spoke to them briefly, after the class, they felt the ascension to that other plane, and it was as though we’re the only ones in the room.

Bringing me back to the original reading that I discussed above, I now understand that I take the client into that space where teaching, healing and enlightenment combine, so I can take them closer to the Divine Energy. This is why, in meditation, I got that I am a fourth dimension advisor. I take the client to a place where healing can happen. When it is their time, maybe they can move more quickly to the dimension of heaven. Only god can say if that is so, but I do know that our time together helps them to ascend from the earth plane in order to understand something from a higher perspective, and they’re not as far from the Divine as they may think.

Birthday Wishes and Dreams Come True

Friday, 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.