About Melanie
Where it all broke open
I was working a job that was quietly killing me….
That day—my birthday, my breaking point, and the beginning of everything—I walked into that festival alone, not knowing I was stepping through a portal.
That moment became my sacred interruption.
Since then, I’ve unraveled old programming, reclaimed ancestral gifts, and remembered the truth that was always pulsing under the surface: I was never meant to survive in systems that demand my silence. I was meant to guide others back to their soul’s truth—the way I had to guide myself.
Now, I hold space for others at their own edges. I walk beside them as they whisper their quiet rebellion and begin the sacred work of becoming who they were always meant to be.
This isn’t just about healing. It’s about rewriting the story from the inside out.
It’s about saying yes to the version of yourself you’ve always been afraid to become—and doing it anyway.
Because that’s where everything changes.
The Moment I Remembered Who I Was
I showed up at a metaphysical fair. Alone. Tired. Curious.
A few days before I forced myself to take time off work, I had a strange dream—vivid, urgent, unlike anything I could explain. When I showed up at the festival, I didn’t know why. I only knew I needed answers.
I came to talk to someone about angels. But the person I came for wasn’t speaking until later in the day. So I sat through the early talks… and that’s when the remembering began.
The first talk was on Mystical Kabbalah. I knew nothing about it, but I felt the speaker’s command of energy, his relationship with magick, the way he worked with unseen forces to shape his life. Something in me cracked open. That speaker would later give me a reading that validated a disturbing experience I’d had—and he became both a guide and a companion on this path.
But the second talk? That was the lightning strike.
She walked in wearing a soft pink gauzy robe with angel wings on the back. Her presence was… impossible to explain.
She began speaking about the Akashic Records—how she found them, how they changed everything, and how they could help someone like me.
And something in me begged:
“Please. Reach out to her. She can help us. She knows the way.”
I did. And the reading I booked with her became my Tower moment.
Why You’re Here Now
Now I walk between worlds…
and I am so deeply proud of the version of me who had the courage to trust that quiet, pleading whisper of her own soul.
I was headed toward a life that would’ve cost me something precious—something I don’t think I could’ve gotten back. And if you’re here reading this? You know exactly what that feels like.
You’re stuck in a situation you can’t quite explain. You don’t know how you got there or why. But you do know this:
Going forward on the same path is no longer acceptable.
You want something different—a life that honors the gentle, tender part of you that’s been suffocating under the weight of masks, roles, and programming.
When clients sit with me, I see it all. The bruises. The resilience. The ache and the beauty. I see the quiet, radical decision you made—to say yes to yourself, even when you were shaking. And I see the version of you after our work together—the one who walks lighter, stands taller, and finally knows she is worthy of choosing herself.
The work we do together is sacred interruption. It’s a tabula rasa. It’s a clearing of the slate and a dismantling of the heaviness that was never yours to carry.
And when those weights come off? The joy. The ferocity. The wild freedom that returns to your body— It’s like watching someone ride a bike for the first time… and realizing they’ve had wings all along.
I believe in your capacity to grow and change.
I believe in the power of your spirit—your grit, your softness, your ancient knowing.
I believe in you.
Now it’s your turn to believe in yourself.
Some part of you already does. That’s the part that brought you here. Let’s go.
