Intuitive Coaching Class

A new and improved Intuitive Coaching Class will begin Wednesday January 21st. We will meet every Wednesday evening at 6PM Pacific Time on a conference line and all of our sessions will be recorded and downloaded for your permanent file. The workbook is complete and will be ready as each chapter is discussed. We will activate spiritual teams, intuitive guidance, create sacred spaces and learn the powerful universal laws for creating realities of your choosing. This class is a MUST for anyone who is ready to live a new and improved life of spiritually responsible experiences. You can learn the processes for managing your emotional energy and you will receive the tools for deliberately creating the life you prefer. Psychic awareness is a developed skill not a random gift. We all have the innate ability to sense energies. Learn the truth and uncover your true spiritual nature and your divine purpose for 2009!

Safely Home

We left Phoenix at 7:30 PM on the 26th. It had been a rainy few days and friggin cold to boot! Somehow a window opened for us and we drove to Redondo Beach without so much as a rain drop falling on our path. We arrived safely at 2 AM.

Michael and Marlie have been on the beach everyday since we got here. In fact they even played in the cold surf for a bit of time on Sunday morning. Today the tempurature will reach 70 degrees and the warm sun is illuminating the snow covered mountains all around the city. It's magnificent!

We have 2 days, 13 hours and 5 mins to 2009! Happy New Year!

I LOVE L.A.!

This wild Arctic weather is wonderful for me. The much needed rain has made my little gardens very happy. But best of all is the view we rarely see in these parts.

Uninvited Spiritual Visits

I've had a few uninvited spirit guests show up at my house. One such spirit arrived just before my daughter went away to college and before I moved my practice home. The first sign of his arrival was an odor. I came home from work and walked into my beautiful, immaculate bedroom and smelled the distinct, nasty smell of stale cigarettes. It hit me so hard I was stunned. I never took up the habit of smoking, thank goodness, but I've worked in the restaurant and bar business, back in the day when it was legal to smoke inside. I've emptied hundreds of dirty ashtrays and know the smell only too well. In fact, the smell was so intense, I began to search my room for evidence of some one's filthy habit. I looked on the nightstands and under the bed but found nothing.

Later that evening when my daughter arrived home, I asked her point blank, "Were you smoking in my room today?" The shock on her face was laughable. My daughter has never even tasted a cigarette. "Of course not!" she cried. "You know I don't smoke." And, in fact, I did know, but I couldn't help but ask. I explained why that ridiculous question came out of my mouth. We chalked it up to one of life's little mysteries.

The next day after my morning shower, I wrapped myself up in a towel and came back into my bedroom. Shanon, my daughter was standing there looking out onto my garden, watching the morning sun on my flowers. As I stepped closer to her I smelled another scent. It was the scent of a hard working man who may have just finished a long hard job in construction. It was major B.O. I mean the manly kind. Having just washed my own body, I had to assume it came from my daughter. So, again, I asked the stupid question. "Do you have b.o.?" "Jeeze Mom. NO!" as she sniffed her pits. I said, "Well, I know I don't because I just got out of the shower, but I smell it." We shrugged it off and I left the room to go dry my freshly shampooed hair. But, when I was walking down the hallway I felt it. The feeling of some one's presence. I stopped in my tracks and turned around and headed back to the bedroom. Shanon saw the look on my face and said, "There's someone here, isn't there?" I said, "Yes." She got excited. "Who is it?" I said,
"Hold on. Give me a minute." I looked around the room for a sign of energy and there it was. Near the door a small vapor of light energy began to emerge. It continued to evolve into a form, the form a man. As the details of his appearance took form I knew it was our dear friend, Jim. He was a pack a day smoker and worked in construction.

Jim died on New Years Eve. He had climbed a ladder at his mother's house to remove her Christmas lights. He felt light headed and decided to rest in his car for a few minutes before driving home. He died before he could start the car. He left behind his wife, Jan, and his three grown daughters, Jenny, Julie and Johanna. Yes, the Five J's.

"It's Jim." I said.

"What does he want? Why is he here?" she asked.

He answered me telepathically. His words or thoughts just came into my head. He said, "It's about Jan and the girls. I'm so worried. You have to do something."

I said to Shanon, "It's about Jan. What's going on?"

She told me what her friend Johanna had told her. Jan had begun a romantic relationship with Jim's best friend, Russ. The girls were angry about it. They felt their mother was being disloyal to him and with, of all people, Uncle Russ. It felt incestuous from their perspective. And to make matters worse, nobody was talking about it. Jan and Russ started holding hands and being all smiles and giggly with each other but not saying anything to the girls about it. All three girls were very upset to the point of jumping ship. The family was about to implode.

I turned to Jim and he acknowledged that what Shanon told me was accurate and he was determined to intervene, by way of me.
His message was this:

"Please tell them I'm ok. I love them and I want them to be happy. Who better to be with their mother than Russ? He is my best friend. I trust him to take care of her and of the girls. This is a good thing. Please tell them that. I'm good with it."

So, I picked up the phone and called Johanna. I said, "Hi Honey. I have something to tell you. Your dad is here. He has something he wants you to know."

I shared everything that happened and everything Jim said with each of the girls. I gave them each an opportunity to ask him questions and tell him whatever the needed to share. There were a few tears but what happened there was truly a healing.

A few months later I received an invitation to the wedding reception of Jan and Russ. All three girls were there and seemed to be very happy to celebrate the new marriage and to accept Uncle Russ as Mom's husband.

How I met Saint Jerome

Nearly ten years ago I worked in a tiny day spa in Manhattan Beach where I rented a room for my massage practice. I tried to keep my psychic/spiritual work separate from my bodywork but I wasn't very successful at it. It's hard not to tell people you massage that you can see the spirits around them especially if the spirits are adamant about communicating.

R.S. heard from a patient of his that I was "The lady who knows things." so he made an appointment. In the dark of my room he asked if I could see any spirits around him. One tall spirit showed himself to me. He had the body type of Abraham Lincoln with high cheekbones and a lean face with hallowed cheeks. He had a long white beard and a red cloak. I described what I was seeing to R.S. exactly as I was seeing it. He asked me if I could please tell him the spirits name. The spirit answered, "Jerome."

Jerome showed me that a baby was coming into R.S.'s life and it would be a boy. He was to be named Michael. He had blonde curls and beautiful blue eyes. He said this child was very spiritual and gifted and that he would be a powerful healer and teacher. His mission was to bring together the churches and religions of the world to work together and accept their differences. He had a great deal to say to R.S. As it turned out, R.S.'s girlfriend was pregnant and he wasn't sure what to do or how to tell his parents. He was raised in a very strict Catholic home and felt great trepidation with the conversation that was going to have to take place. By the end of his session he felt he had received the direction and guidance he was looking for.

Two weeks later R.S. returned. He had flown home to Chicago to give his parents the news. He told them all about "The lady who knows things." and everything that transpired in his session. He described Jerome just as I told him he looked. His mother jumped up from her chair and ran to her desk saying, "Saint Jerome!" She returned with a magazine and on the cover was this picture you see above. This is the spirit who showed himself that day.

He has been with me in every session since. He is a remarkable soul and I am grateful for his guidance, wisdom and assistance with the work that I do.

R.S's girlfriend gave birth to twin girls nine years ago today. I was shocked! But, soon after, the golden haired boy arrived with his blue eyes and brilliant spirit. He is already showing signs of advanced spiritual knowledge. He gets messages from guides and he is only 6 years old. He was told that he will be given special gifts when he is 10. He is "The boy who knows things."

Into the Darkness, Into the Light

I received this email from Jen today. Three Christmases ago her mother was suffering with breast cancer and died in March of 2005 at which time Jens bout with depression began. One year ago in November, her psychiatrist recommended hospitalization, instead, Jen signed up for my coaching course. She recovered and has been in 'remission' from depression since January. However, her symptoms began to return in mid November and although she is still in my class and still under the care of a psychiatrist, she was falling deeper and deeper into the dark cloud of her depression again. She wasn't functioning at all, she felt unable to shower, she couldn't talk to anyone without sobbing and was having visions of some very dangerous actions. Very slowly, since the holiday season began, Jen has been slipping back into the darkness. We scheduled a session yesterday and this is her experience of that session.


Before Elizabeth called me, I was filled with grief, sadness, depression; I was scared. It was a dark cloud surrounding me, suffocating me. I couldn't get out no matter how hard I tried. The pain was so powerful. The feelings unbearable. I just wanted to leave this earth, because I couldn't see past the darkness into the light. Light and darkness cannot coexist. Light will always win over darkness, but I couldn't see the light. When she called, she asked if I was ready...ready to finish this, ready to leave the darkness. "No...I'm not ready...I'm scared, so scared." I said. I didn't know what I was scared of, but the fear had taken over. I was sobbing, shaking; I couldn't speak, words were getting stopped in my throat, unable to escape...I couldn't move. " I will be right here with you, I will hold you, we are energetically connected." Elizabeth told me as we took just a few moments to connect our energy & IMMEDIATELY I felt her. She was with me, holding me, arms around me. I felt her strength & it comforted me. My strength was depleted, so to feel hers was hopeful & possible. "Let's explore this creation you are in....tell me everything you are seeing. I'm right here with you, you are safe." She said.
(This creation can only be imagined like a huge bubble-like image; it seemed to go on forever...through the Universe, so enormous in size. I was in the middle somewhere. It was eerily dark...like being in the middle of a storm. It's the day, so you know there should be light and sun somewhere lighting the sky, but the black & gray ominous clouds swirling and bubbling against each other fill above me. The fog that hovers below me...the unknowingness if whether it is going to storm, or be a tornado...)
Elizabeth & I begin to walk...and it feels almost as if she is carrying me..holding me up, moving me forward. The first thing we see is our swimming pool. In the pool, at the bottom, is me with Rylan & Baylor. [her children] We are hugging each other and we are not alive. "It's not their time"...I hear inside me. It is too much to look at...sobbing, we move forward. I see the hole. I am so afraid of the hole. We step to the edge of the hole and look in together. I see my mom at the bottom of the hole reaching up to me....and I see myself reaching in for her outstretched hand. I want to hold her. I pull her out of the hole, and she is holding her arms out to embrace me, but she cannot get close to me. At this time Elizabeth calls to her Guides, Angels & Team. She calls to Saint Jerome for help. We bring in my Team & Angels for support. I ask mom to hold her arms out to her sides, making a cross. As she does this, our Teams and Saint Jerome surround her and lift her; carrying her up...the clouds break & I see the beautiful light. They bring her to the light. In that instant I breathe...deeply & calmly. I stop crying...the darkness lifts from my shoulders, from my back, my legs...I feel light. I call out that I love her as she leaves my sight. I know she heard me.
Elizabeth and I finish walking around the "bubble" to resolve any residual creations that exist here...in this creation. It is much smaller now. It is about the size of my 3 street neighborhood; and the walls are much softer. It is lighter. I see Joel (my husband) in this creation. I am afraid that he will leave me, pass on before I am ready. But, that is not what this journey is about. It is not about " when I am ready", or what I need or want. Everyone on this plain will die when it is their time. Joel & I are soul mates, I have seen us together in past lives, and we will be together again after this life.
So, I take a needle, and "pop" his "bubble" that was residing inside this larger creation. Elizabeth and I label this large creation, we step out of it and examine it, without judgment. Then we discreated it.


The darkness I had been feeling and lived in for almost 3 years was mostly my Mom's energy. She didn't want to leave me behind. She wanted me to come be with her. She was so depressed and hurting in this life, that she took that with her when she passed over. She needs to deal with that now, on the other side. I won't be seeing her or contacting her for awhile, while she works on her "stuff". But when it is good for both of us, I know that our Higher Selves will meet again.
I am finally at peace & I know she is too.

The experience that I had was a remarkable, incredible, unexplainable happening. I tried to put it into words as best as I could, but even now...reading it...it just isn't even close to how amazing this experience was. I am back to my old self again. The pain and heaviness has lifted...and it was literally immediate. The strength, love and peace that I felt from my coach, Elizabeth, was as real as anything you can touch. All I can really say is :
Thank You, Thank You, Thank You!!

Jen's mother lived a tragic life of desperation and depression. Their roles had switched at some point early in Jen's life when she became the adult caregiver and her mother slipped further into dependency. Her mother was Earthbound because of that dependency. She couldn't cut the bond and move into the light without assistance. Now she is free, as is Jen.

I spoke with Jen today and she is light and bright and happy. She has recorded some of her favorite Christmas music for her home, car and for her neighbor. Yesterday after our session she took a shower, cleaned her room, wrapped packages and mailed them off. She feels no residue of her mother's energy anywhere in her house. Her Christmas will be spent in joy and celebration.

I am so grateful to have been a part of this beautiful healing.

The Science of Happiness

by Jen Angel

In the last few years, psychologists and researchers have been digging up hard data on a question previously left to philosophers: What makes us happy? Researchers like the father-son team Ed Diener and Robert Biswas-Diener, Stanford psychologist Sonja Lyubomirsky, and ethicist Stephen Post have studied people all over the world to find out how things like money, attitude, culture, memory, health, altruism, and our day-to-day habits affect our well-being. The emerging field of positive psychology is bursting with new findings that suggest your actions can have a significant effect on your happiness and satisfaction with life. Here are 10 scientifically proven strategies for getting happy.





Savor Everyday Moments
Pause now and then to smell a rose or watch children at play. Study participants who took time to “savor” ordinary events that they normally hurried through, or to think back on pleasant moments from their day, “showed significant increases in happiness and reductions in depression,” says psychologist Sonja Lyubomirsky.


Avoid Comparisons
While keeping up with the Joneses is part of American culture, comparing ourselves with others can be damaging to happiness and self-esteem. Instead of comparing ourselves to others, focusing on our own personal achievement leads to greater satisfaction, according to Lyubomirsky.



Put Money Low on the List
People who put money high on their priority list are more at risk for depression, anxiety, and low self-esteem, according to researchers Tim Kasser and Richard Ryan. Their findings hold true across nations and cultures. “The more we seek satisfactions in material goods, the less we find them there,” Ryan says. “The satisfaction has a short half-life—it’s very fleeting.” Money-seekers also score lower on tests of vitality and self-actualization.



Have Meaningful Goals
“People who strive for something significant, whether it’s learning a new craft or raising moral children, are far happier than those who don’t have strong dreams or aspirations,” say Ed Diener and Robert Biswas-Diener. “As humans, we actually require a sense of meaning to thrive.” Harvard’s resident happiness professor, Tal Ben-Shahar, agrees, “Happiness lies at the intersection between pleasure and meaning. Whether at work or at home, the goal is to engage in activities that are both personally significant and enjoyable.”



Take Initiative at Work
How happy you are at work depends in part on how much initiative you take. Researcher Amy Wrzesniewski says that when we express creativity, help others, suggest improvements, or do additional tasks on the job, we make our work more rewarding and feel more in control.



Make Friends, Treasure Family
Happier people tend to have good families, friends, and supportive relationships, say Diener and Biswas-Diener. But it’s not enough to be the life of the party if you’re surrounded by shallow acquaintances. “We don’t just need relationships, we need close ones” that involve understanding and caring.



Smile Even When You Don’t Feel Like It
It sounds simple, but it works. “Happy people…see possibilities, opportunities, and success. When they think of the future, they are optimistic, and when they review the past, they tend to savor the high points,” say Diener and Biswas-Diener. Even if you weren’t born looking at the glass as half-full, with practice, a positive outlook can become a habit.


Say Thank You Like You Mean It
People who keep gratitude journals on a weekly basis are healthier, more optimistic, and more likely to make progress toward achieving personal goals, according to author Robert Emmons. Research by Martin Seligman, founder of positive psychology, revealed that people who write “gratitude letters” to someone who made a difference in their lives score higher on happiness, and lower on depression—and the effect lasts for weeks.



Get Out and Exercise
A Duke University study shows that exercise may be just as effective as drugs in treating depression, without all the side effects and expense. Other research shows that in addition to health benefits, regular exercise offers a sense of accomplishment and opportunity for social interaction, releases feel-good endorphins, and boosts self-esteem.



Give It Away, Give It Away Now!
Make altruism and giving part of your life, and be purposeful about it. Researcher Stephen Post says helping a neighbor, volunteering, or donating goods and services results in a “helper’s high,” and you get more health benefits than you would from exercise or quitting smoking. Listening to a friend, passing on your skills, celebrating others’ successes, and forgiveness also contribute to happiness, he says. Researcher Elizabeth Dunn found that those who spend money on others reported much greater happiness than those who spend it on themselves.

Merry Christmas

Brown paper packages tied up with string......


I wish you a brilliant holiday full of surprises, peace and joy!

Angels, Spirit Guides, Soul Mates, and Soul Families

One of the most surprising things I learned from my work with Spirits was that they aren't all Angels. As a child I was told that when you die you become an Angel. I believed it, that is, until I was 6 years old. What I have learned since is that we take our personalities with us. If we are inept at communication in this dimension, we're likely to be the same in the next. If we don't make or keep friendships easily on this plane, then we may have the same challenge in the next. If we are depressed and angry in this life, we are likely to experience that in the next. Wherever we go, there we are.

The unofficial world wide death rate is 153,000,000 per day. The unofficial global birth rate is 358,000,000. That's an awful lot of souls coming and going, mostly coming. We all expect to lose our parents in our lifetimes but we never expect to lose our children or our spouses, yet many of us do, and when we do, we almost always expect them to be in a 'better place'. It's as if dying gives us wisdom we didn't have here and peace and love we never sought while alive.

We've all heard the stories of the beautiful white light on the other side, the one where every pain is removed and peace and love surround us and uplift us but I have seen spirits who can't see that light. I've communicated with souls who were so very depressed on this plane, that when they left, they took their depression with them. And, as anyone who has ever been depressed can tell you, it's pretty hard to see the light when you are lost in the dark.

Angels are guardians and messengers of the Light. They are protectors and defenders as well. They are real. I've seen them and I've been lucky enough to speak with them. They love with a fierce determination. If you wish to have an Angel move with you in your life, you will be greatly blessed to have one.

Spirit Guides are teachers. They come in many forms. One of my guides is Saint Jerome. He has been with me for many years. Another guide who assists me is Quan Yin. I call her Lotus Lady because when I first saw her I had no idea who she was until I described her to my friend. That is also true of Saint Jerome. He showed up in a reading and said his name was Jerome. I described him to my client who brought me his picture from a magazine at his Catholic Church and it was the spirit I saw. He was and is a scholar and a gentle loving soul. He assists those who need help and are ready for the journey into the higher realms. Quan Yin is the Goddess of Mercy and Compassion and she guides me when I allow her to. There have been many times I've needed her compassion for the mistakes I have made and she always shows me mercy and forgiveness for my missteps and clumsy attempts in my relationships with others.

Soul mates are more rare than people think. Everyone who has ever fallen deeply in love believes they are soul mates because the feelings are so intense and powerful it can be nothing less. Soul mates though are like twins. Born or created from one spirit and travel through many lifetimes feeling each other at a distance until reunited.

Soul Families are the spirits we travel through time and space with. The main 5 to 10 or 12 souls linked by what, I don't know, but travel in groups and meet up between lives to share and plan.

I recently had an experience with a soul who was very depressed and didn't want to leave this plane. Her life here was tragic. Her self esteem was nonexistent. She eventually created cancer and died, leaving behind two grown children. But, she didn't want to leave them behind. She wanted to take them with her. She stayed earthbound and tragically brought her energy into the homes and lives of her children. It was almost like a haunting, but not. She just hung around leaving her energy everywhere. She missed the holidays the most and her sadness became like a fog filling the homes of those she was supposed to leave.

My mother always believed that if you mourn the loss of your loved ones too much, then they would have trouble moving on. She doesn't go to funerals and only holds happy thoughts of her son and her husband.

A recent reading was with a twenty-something year old man who had died while riding his bike on his morning workout. A car hit him and he died unexpectedly. It was an accident. Now I know, 'there are no accidents' but this was an accident. It truly wasn't his time. He was so angry. He kept saying, "It isn't fair!" His life was just beginning to take flight and he was excited and happy when, bang....he was ripped out of it.

My job is as much for those who are suffering here, in this physical dimension, as it is for those who feel stuck in the between place.

Today we helped the depressed mother leave her children. I called upon all of my teachers, guides and Angels to assist her and with her went the fog of depression, leaving her daughter to finally take a deep breath of release.
We both felt it when she left. The energy changed, just like the light changes with the sun reaches the horizon.

For the souls who can't find their way to the Light, I ask for my guides to assist them. I ask that they be lifted up and away into their next adventure. I am grateful for my guides, teachers and Angels.

The Light is the reason for the season.

It's an ever expanding universe......

Sometimes when I feel like I have failed at something, anything major, like friendship, or motherhood, I think the whole universe must know how bad it is. But then I look at these photos and try to put it into perspective. We are traveling through space at 65 thousand miles per hour and we haven't hit the guard rail yet. I guess the world will survive if I'm not the perfect friend or mother.....even if I'm not close.

Holiday Stress Buster

It's here. The jingly bells and cookie smells and sparkling mantel candle lights are setting the tone for the season. I am setting myself up for a fun, relaxed and loving Christmas.

Traditionally I have entertained on Christmas Eve, buffet style. I used to invite all of my friends, neighbors, family and ex-boyfriends too. I would decorate, clean and cook for days, if not weeks, and clean up would take just as long. I was exhausted by the 26th.

Now that I am a grandmother the tradition has changed to entertaining quietly and regularly in small favored groups. One night it is with the sisters and another night is for the nephews and niece. I'll have a friend or two over for brunch or late night cookies and Kahlua, and another night with the neighbors for a dessert and coffee get-together. I'm finding this to be much more enjoyable. I get to visit more intimately with each person now that the crowds are gone and we get the quiet sweetness of the beautiful atmosphere to appreciate more fully. And now that I'm not buying champagne for 50 and only a bottle here and there I've managed to cut the cost of entertaining down considerably.

Our theme colors for decorating this year are silver and white. Everywhere is silver and white. The mantle is full of crystal candlesticks and silver and mirrored ones too. The tree has a sparkling silver star on top and pearl and silver ornaments with glass blown icicles. The chandelier in the dining room is draped in glass beads and the table centerpiece matches it all.

My mother can’t stop admiring how beautiful everything is. “I’m living a dream!” she says. “It’s just magical!” She’s so happy.

Entertaining with smaller groups helps her too. She loves to hear about everyone’s lives and the details about their children. The noise level of larger crowds makes it hard for her to participate in conversations.

Saturday I served up a formal dinner for pennies even with the champagne. I had some leftover eggplant parmesan in the freezer from last week’s dinner. I bought a skinny loaf of French bread and sliced it into one inch thick pieces and put the eggplant on top. I broiled them for a few minutes and sprinkled chopped parsley and parmesan cheese on it and served it for a delicious appetizer.

The next course was an organic, vegetarian minestrone soup. That, too, was made a few days ago for dinner. Soup is always better after a day or two so I always make a huge pot full and then split it up for freezing.

The third course was a simple salad with organic baby greens, tomatoes and avocadoes with a creamy balsamic vinaigrette dressing, all of which were already on hand.

The main course was chicken picatta. How simple is that? I had the chicken breasts in the freezer already so all I needed were the mushrooms and capers because I always have lemons around.

The dessert was the easiest of all. On my way out of the grocery store I picked up a couple of lemon bars and pecan bars. Those with a cup of coffee Kahlua and life couldn’t be any sweeter.

I’ve decided that I prefer this way of entertaining. It’s easy. It’s intimate. It’s less stressful and I get to enjoy the atmosphere every night.

Next Saturday Linda and Eddie are coming for a formal dinner. I will serve a mushroom soup I haven’t tried making yet. The Marmalade Café serves it and I LOVE it. I just now found the recipe was online. I’ll serve a salad and grilled rosemary salmon for the main course. Dessert will be baked apples with pecans and dried cherry stuffing.

Friday is a special night for me. My dear friend Michele is coming over for a Christmas visit. She’s bringing a bottle of red wine and some garlic hummus for a snack. I’ll be making some flan to serve before the night is over.

Now Christmas Eve and Christmas Day are reserved for my grand babies, Michael and Marlie. They are my greatest joys and I don’t want to miss the new tradition of Christmas morning in Phoenix.

Breaking the old traditions we think we can’t live without is really no big deal as long as you substitute them with something new and fun. Decorate your home with the things that make you smile. Light a few candles and play some beautiful music to inspire you. Ask a friend over for cookies, milk and a movie. Keep it simple, keep it fun and most of all…

Keep the Spirit.

Lightworkers

Light workers use a broad range of healing protocols to assist others and themselves with raising the vibration of their physical, emotional and mental experiences. Not all massage therapists are light workers but if you can find one who is, your massage experience will be exponentially more enjoyable.

My bodywork encompasses my basic Swedish massage training, my lymphatic drainage training, my Reiki training, reflexology and, of course, the work I do as a spiritual healer. Clients don’t come to me for a rub down. If that is all they want or need they can go to the mall for a chair massage. I use guided visualization and meditation techniques, as well as the energy work for clearing emotional baggage. I gently teach as I work and if a message from spirit guides comes through, I share it.

The sessions last for 90 minutes and if a regular massage makes you feel relaxed, a full spectrum massage will take you the point of relaxation and then drop you off into bliss.

I love doing body work. I had planned on retiring that part of my practice but I found that I missed it too much. I feel a wonderfully loving connection with the hands on healing practices.

Good bodywork is essential for creating radiant health. Good nutrition, clean water, deep sleep, fun exercise and bodywork of the most excellent kind will ensure a better quality of life.

Get a full spectrum massage once a month for a year and see if you don’t feel like a different person!