I believe in women’s intuition. In fact, I consider it to be a woman’s birthright and her greatest  asset in the world.

And it breaks my heart when I see women dismissing their divine, intuitive nature simply because they've forgotten how to use this powerful tool.

To me, there’s nothing more beautiful than witnessing a woman connecting with her power and intuition to move her life in the direction she wants to go. 

That’s why I want to invite you to join me this Saturday (Dec. 18; 1-5pm) for an awesome half-day workshop: Divination Tools & Techniques at The Crystal Garden.

If you feel like your intuition needs a little booster, I hope you’ll join me for this fun interactive workshop. 

Come and explore the teachings of the tarot, cast the ancient Runes and try your hand at the pendulum in a safe, inspirational and educational environment.

It's the perfect way to wake up your women's intuition and charge your psychic battery before the holidays!

To learn more, or to register today, click HERE.
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This morning I called my dear friend Ann Marie, who told me that her loyal companion for the past 12 yeas, Molly the Dog, had taken ill. The vet suspects leukemia, but won't know for sure until the test results come in on Monday.

My heart sank as I recalled that Annie has lost 3 of her other pets this year... first Gracie, her loving black cat of many years; then Zeus, her smart-as-a-whip German Shepherd; and just a few weeks later Harold the cat, Zeus' best friend, who was the victim of a water moccasin attack. 

It's been a rough year for Annie and her family of animals, and the thought of losing Molly is so surreal, so unfair that tears filled my eyes and all I could do was promise her and Molly my love and my prayers.

And then my mind wandered back to a time several years ago when my son attended a local Christian school. Yes, I know, it's ironic that a Pagan High Priestess would send her son to a Christian school, but I had my reasons. 

First, the level of academic education was superior to that offered in public schools in my area. Not to mention the environment was much smaller and safer than the public middle schools around here.

But more than that, I wanted my son to be exposed to other religions so that he could choose his own spiritual path from an informed place, and not just blindly follow a path laid down for him by someone else... even me. 

One day, Tyler came home from school very upset. When I asked him what was wrong he informed me that during the morning prayer request one of the girls in his class raised her hand and asked the class to pray for her cat, who was very sick. 

The teacher scolded the girl, who was obviously distraught over her furry friend's illness, and told her that they would NOT pray for her cat because... are you ready for this... animals don't have souls. Tyler, a pretty mild mannered kid, had to fight the urge to throw his math book at the teacher. 

Now I don't by any means think that this is a belief held by all Christians. In fact, in my experience this is a belief that could only be held by someone who has never known the loyal love and companionship of a pet. (Which is pretty sad if you ask me.) 

Because if you are someone who has ever looked deeply into the eyes of a dog, you have seen a loving and trusting soul so pure it would break your heart. If you've ever held a purring and contented kitten in your arms, you've felt the warm playfulness of one of God's own messengers. And you know without a doubt that animals are among the most soulful creatures on this planet. 

But the hardest part of having animals in your life is the knowledge that one day you will have to say goodbye to them. It doesn't seem fair, but I guess it's the trade off we make to be loved so unconditionally. 

So now I reach out to all the animal loving peeps in my tribe of amazing, soulful people of all faiths, and I ask for your prayers for Molly the Dog and for Ann Marie her faithful and loving person. Blessed be!
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When you eat or drink today, do it slowly and with great pleasure. The foods you put into your mouth today should satisfy your cravings but also honor your body.

Your diet should be healthy, but it should also bring you pleasure. So think of the quality of eating a really juicy, really delicious piece of fruit that tingles your taste buds while at the same time delivering what your body needs to feel strong and healthy. 

Before making your food choices today, ask yourself “What would a Goddess eat?” And remember to eat it with all the sensuality and pleasure of the Goddess too. 

For more tips on how to treat yourself like a Goddess, join me tomorrow at the Red Tent for The Goddess Keys: Learn to Love Yourself & Nurture Your Dreams with Aphrodite ~ Greek Goddess of Love & Beauty.


Call now to register:  561-865-5791  

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Do you ever find yourself in a rut where you know you’re not really taking very good care of yourself ~ either physically, emotionally or spiritually ~ but you just can’t seem to shake yourself out of it?


Well if this has never happened to you, please call me and tell me your secret! For the rest of us, these phases can be disheartening, disenchanting and downright depressing. 


Like most women, I know what I need and how to take care of myself. I know that my body and spirit feel better when I eat well and walk daily and when I take the time to meditate and pray and laugh with girlfriends. 


And yet I can so easily talk myself out of all of these things. I can make a million excuses about being too busy or too stressed or too… whatever… to make time to honor myself. 

So it’s during these times that I turn to my allies in the spirit world, and particularly to my ancient Goddess teachers who help to remind me of my own divinity! 

When I’m feeling low and I’m not honoring my own inner Goddess (and boy is it easy to do around the holidays with a “to do” list that never seems to end) one of the Goddesses I turn to is my girl Aphrodite! 

Aphrodite is the Greek Goddess of Love and Beauty and this Goddess is all about extreme self-care. She teaches you how to love and honor yourself, your needs and your dreams without ever sacrificing your femininity. 


She shows you how to flirt with life and relish in every experience, even things as simple as a hot bath, a good friend or a cold glass of water after a long walk. 

Aphrodite is one of my all time favorite Goddesses for loving yourself and nurturing your body, mind and soul. 


And that’s exactly why I’m hosting “Loving Yourself & Nurturing Your Dreams With Aphrodite ~ Greek Goddess of Love & Beauty at the divinely feminine Red Tent this Saturday, Dec. 11th from 1 to 3 pm. 

I hope you’ll take the time to join your Goddess sisters and me as we wake up our senses and enjoy each other’s company in the presence of Aphrodite. 

Together we’ll share the myths and legends of the ancient Goddess and discover how her energy can help even today’s busy modern woman (i.e. YOU) acknowledge her dreams and her needs and pursue them without fear or apology! 

Of course, I’ve got lots of fun little surprises sprinkled through the day. (Who knows, if it’s not too cold outside we may even fire up the footbath at the Tent!)

To register, call 561-865-5791 (and bring your girlfriends)!
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With the holidays just around the corner, lots of my friends and clients are gearing up for a crazy season filled with busy malls, stressful family situations and a “to do” list a mile long.

Regardless of your faith ~ whether you’re celebrating Christmas, Chanukah, Kwanzaa or Yule ~  the holidays can be a crazy time of obligations and overwhelm.

But what if there was a way for you to make it through the holidays with the true sense of peace and harmony that the season is meant to embody? Woudl you be interested?

Well I promise you, with just a little practice you can do just that!

What’s the secret you ask? Simple shielding techniques to protect your personal energy and recharge your spiritual battery when you get low.

To get a quick energetic fix, place both feet on the ground, take 3 deep breaths and feel the energy of the Earth moving up through the ground into the very center of your being.
Practice this technique until you feel your gittery energy replaced by a sense of peace and calm.

Simple? Yes! Easy? Not always... but it can be done.

For more tips and trick to make it through the holiday season with sanity, join me this Wednesday night at 7:30 pm at The Crystal Garden for my interactive workshop “Aura Cleanse & Psychic Healing ~ Tapping Into Your Energetic Gifts.”

At only $20 it’s the holiday gift to yourself that truly does keep on giving.

To register, call 561-369-2836.

Or click HERE to register. 



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My Daughter  ~

Life is only as sweet as you can imagine it. And believe me, I know a little bit about imagination. You see I’m the primordial mother of all. It was my imagination that thought all of existence into being. I am Gaia, the Goddess of Earth and the very body of the Earth herself. From me, all life was born and all will one day return.

And how exactly did a girl like me go from wandering around the great void called Chaos before time existed to becoming the Mother of the most fertile planet this side of the Milky Way? It all started with a tiny seed of my imagination.

In my solitude, I began to dream about spectacular manifestations, beautiful creations that would reflect my own light and darkness back to me so that I could know myself by knowing them. At first the dream seemed impossible. But with each thought, Universe began to respond more and more abundantly.

Want to learn more about Gaia and how she can help you create a world of abundance and possibility for yourself? Join me Thursday, 11/11 from 7 to 9 pm at the Jamar Enlightenment Center in Palm Beach Gardens. 

Together we'll share the stories of the Goddess and craft your personal Creative Life Purpose. Then I'll take you through a guided meditation and activities that will have you ready to CREATE your purpose the very next day.

To register, call 561-630-2280. Or click HERE for more information.

 
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I who am the beauty of the green earth

And the white moon among the stars

And the mysteries of the waters,

I call upon your soul to arise and come unto me.

For I am the soul of nature that gives life to the universe.

From Me all things proceed and unto Me they must return.

Let my worship be in the heart that rejoices, for behold-

All acts of love and pleasure are My rituals.

Let there be beauty and strength, power and compassion,

Honor and humility, mirth and reverence within you.

And you who seek to know Me, know that your

Seeking and yearning will avail you not, unless

You know the Mystery:

For if that which you seek, you find not within yourself,

You will never find it without.

For behold, I have been with you from the beginning,

And I am that which is attained at the end of desire.

 
~ From The Spiral Dance 

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I just had an amazing follow up session with one of my Moon Magic VIP clients and I was blown away by her transformation. 

Check it out for yourself. Then, if your interest is piqued, click HERE to set up a free 20-Minute Spirit Strategy Session with me to see if the Moon Magic System is right for you.

Moon Magic Success Story

“My biggest challenge has always my inability to let go of my fear and doubt. I have high expectations for myself and I’ve always doubted every move I made for fear of failure.  

“As a result of working with Michele’s Moon Magic System, I’ve learned that it is okay to do (not just try), to make mistakes, to forgive yourself, and to keep moving toward your goals. 

"I’ve also learned that there is a time and place for everything and that there’s no better way to make changes in your life but to move ahead one step at a time. Believe it or not, once I realized I was ready to start making changes, things just started to fall into place.

“Since working with the Moon Magic Manifestation System, I’ve been able to accomplish so many things in such a short period of time. I am, little by little, making all the changes in life that I know I want and deserve. 

"I’m also open for new challenges that I was never ready for before. Even simple things, such as dating, are easier and more appealing. 

“Because of all these new experiences, I feel more confident about who I am, about all my abilities, and about what I’m worth. I am a work in progress and PROGRESS is the right word for me now! 

“Working 1-on-1 in my VIP Day with Michele has helped me open up more on a personal level. It’s really allowed me to target what I need to fix or change in my life. And it also helped me understand what I want to create for my future.”

   ~ Alexandra Lange
      Sales and Marketing 

Here's that link for your complimentary session again... Just click HERE. 
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The Hardest Day 10/13/2010
 
Waking up in my nieces' room this morning, surrounded by Twilight posters and the soft sounds of little girls' sleeping, I lingered in bed just a little longer than I should have. Maybe I was trying to hold onto their innocence for just a few more minutes before delving into the inevitable discomfort of the coming day.

Within a few hours, my two sisters and I were off to our mother's house to clean up one hell of a mess (literally and figuratively). Last month my mother underwent major surgery and almost lost her life. And, while she was in the hospital in a coma, her husband shot and killed himself in their home. 

I cannot describe the thickness of the energy in and around that home when we walked in this morning. All of the anger, disappointment and sadness clung to the air like the cigarette smoke clung to the walls, making everything dingy and depressing.

Together we packed, we cleaned and we fought ~ the tree hugger, the neurotic caregiver and the high priestess ~ like strangers who know each other all too well. 

And when the time came to pull up the living room carpet, the very spot where our mother's third husband had taken his life, the emotion came flooding in for all of us. Emily, who was raised by Randy in a less than ideal childhood, grabbed a kitchen knife and started to cut away the carpet with a fierceness fueled by her grief and our recent fight. 

Then Lizzy, overcome with emotion and frustration at the entire chain of events, which she's been at the center of since moving to North Carolina two years ago to be near mom, began to rip away at the carpet with her bare hands. Within a few minutes, her 14-year-old daughter was right beside her tugging and pulling the carpet out with pure strength of will. 

Finally, I began to roll the tattered carpet up and tear at the padding below while choking back curse words through teeth clenched in anger. Over the years Randy had put my family through so much ~ abuse, trauma, alcoholism ~ and now THIS?!? I was mad and not ready to forgive.

Then, like a wave, the salty tears started to flow from each of us one by one. Ripping and tearing at the carpet with our dirty, calloused hands, we cried as we pulled, pried and pealed away the layers of flooring and emotion. 

I reached out and hugged my sister, who just minutes before I'd been having the most ridiculous argument with. We apologized and let our frustration with each other melt away in the presence of heavier emotions. As we held onto each other, we let go of our anger. 

Then we all worked together in silence, systematically pulling up sections of old carpet and carrying them out the truck with tears streaming down our faces. It was surreal in so many ways... like a scene you'd see in a movie or read in a book. We were all in the moment together, all fully present in our sadness and our grief. It was awful. It was meaningful. And it was cathartic. 

Tonight, as tired as I am, I can't seem to find the comfort of sleep as I sit in a tiny recliner at my mother's bedside in a room that stands in stark contrast to the one I woke up in this morning. As my mother sleeps I watch her 400 pound frame wrestle with unseen demons in her dreams. 

I want her to be well, to heal. And yet I'm helpless to help her unless she chooses to help herself. I pray that she will, but the more time I spend with her the more my hope wanes as her old self-sabotaging habits sneak back in, defying her words and good intentions. 

In two days I'll be back home in Florida. I'll slip into my routine of clients and coaching and swim meets with my son. I'll spend mornings working in bed with my dogs at my feet and afternoons walking on the beach, and all of this will feel a million miles away. I'll feel a million miles away, separated from a family I don't always feel a part of.  

But today I was here. Today I was present. And no matter how hard it was, no matter how many tears I shed, I'll always be grateful in some way that I could be here for this... the hardest day.
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Erin & Me (& Baby Thor)
Curled up in my flannel sheets at my best friend's cozy Virginia hillside home, I'm reminded what it means to feel truly comfortable. Comfortable in her home, comfortable in her presence, comfortable in my bed, comfortable in my own skin.

Erin is one of my oldest friends from my college days. Over the years this amazing woman has helped me raise my son, brave my crappy jobs, grieve my losses and celebrate my successes as few others have.

Like any relationship, ours has had its ups and downs. Last year we spent the better part of a month living and traveling side-by-side in Europe. We had an amazing journey together, but at times we grated on each other nerves like an old married couple.  

We became mirrors to each other during this time. We reflected back the best and sometimes the worst, but always the truth. We saw our shortcomings and our strengths through the eyes of someone we loved and trusted. And we didn't always like what we saw. But we did learn from it.

Today, spending time with Erin and her hubby Jason as they're expecting their first baby, I see only beauty and love reflected back at me. We've learned a lot from each other over the years.

We've learned to be gentle with each other when one of us is being hard on herself. And to be firm with each other when the other one refuses to see what's right in front of her. 

We've learned to accept each other WHERE we we are, because we know that WHO we are is far more important. When one of us is having a hard time, the other one never gives up on her. Instead, we hold the space for our friend to step up to be the woman we know she truly IS. 

We've learned to forgive each other, because neither one of us is perfect and neither of us expects perfection (whew!).

And we've learned to be silent together without feeling the least bit uncomfortable or the slightest need to fill the space with mindless chatter.  

And for all this and so much more... We're better women because we've known each other.
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