My Story

Original excerpt printing in The Energy Medicine Solution: Mind Blowing Results for Living an Extraordinary Life

Embodied | Wake Up Your Psychic Intuition to Heal

“I spiraled into an abyss of dark silence. Little did I know my transformation would begin
with a complete surrender—a death and rebirth I had never before experienced.”

I came to after having passed out on the table while at breakfast with friends. The last thing I remembered was a squeeze, like a giant hand on the back of my head. Not able to see or hear, I asked for help and tried to stand but fell back into my chair, not able to feel my feet on the floor. The world was spinning and I was in the center, trapped in an echo of life—a reverb of sound and light with no comprehension of what was happening.

Thinking of those nine months, memories fade in and out with some quite vivid and others a blurry shadow. I remember being shuffled out of the restaurant, my hand brushing the wall and the feel of the textured wallpaper. I remember thinking, this is bumpy, as if I were defining and describing new information to my brain. I remember the searing pain of sound and light. I remember laying on the floor, begging for death. And then I remember the voice.

We call 2015-16 the forgotten year, a year where the camera of my mind comes in and out of focus, darkness into light, drifting in and out of consciousness. So much was lost, but the miracles remain, seared into my memory as glass plates etched with scenes of divine intervention.

I remember wanting to jump out a window after being prescribed an anti-psychotic that was supposed to relieve my migraine. I remember my husband trapping me in the water closet so I couldn’t access any windows while we waited out my urge to feel broken glass cut through my skin. I remember longing for relief from the pain raging in my skull and the deterioration of my body. I remember the conversation with the ENT. 

“You want to do what?!” 

“Drill a hole behind your right ear. It will relieve the pressure and then we can explore to see if there’s more happening that we can’t see.”

I was horrified. Who suggests that?! Are there people in this world who listen to that and take him up on that kind of advice?!

All of these experiences of listening to doctors and trying medications…miracles that awakened my consciousness to realize the absurdity of modern medicine. 

I remember telling every medical professional who would listen that I knew there was a dark mass at the base of my skull. And while every test and specialist insisted I was wrong, I knew.

That grey mass…I felt it, saw it, sensed it. I could hear the void and taste the color, but no test provided proof. No mass, no stroke, no heart or circulatory issues, nothing—so they recommended a psychiatrist and prescribed more medication.  Unbeknownst to me, my psychic senses were activating. Another miracle.  

I remember feeling exhausted that no one would listen. There were tests, doctors, questions without any answers, and then another miracle. My sister offered salvation—divine guidance. 

I called her after the appointment with the ENT. Sobbing and gasping for air, I explained how he wanted to do exploratory surgery. I don’t remember much of that conversation except for when she said, “I work with a woman whose friend had similar symptoms to yours. She saw this chiropractor and it turns out she had swelling at the base of her skull. The chiropractor adjusted her and had her take a decongestant. I know it doesn’t sound like much, but she’s better now!”

In complete desperation, I took her advice, and my life began to change.  

There I sat, eyes closed and sound swirling like static pulsations through my head.  I felt as if I existed only inside myself, invisible to the outside world, encaged in confusion and chaos. I was completely disconnected until I felt hands on my knees. The chiropractor knelt before me; her touch was pure kindness. I remember the sensation of care and stability seeping into my body like warm honey dripping through my skin and into my bloodstream. With a simple touch, I felt healing.  

“This is your atlas. I’m going to take care of you, but if you need to throw up, please tell us because all of our trashcans are mesh and they don’t have liners.” 

I laughed for the first time in over five months—another miracle.

Slowly, the marbled blob of light and color took form and focus. The doctor, looking at me, cheered, “You can see me!” I remember the relief that ran through me as I took in her face; the miracle of sight was restored. Her voice was clear and at a decibel my brain could manage, the miracle of hearing was restored.

I went three times a week, and while the adjustments helped tremendously, I wasn’t able to hold them and kept slipping back into a shell of a person. With each adjustment, a rush of hope: would this be the one that made me normal again? But within days, hope slipped away. Again and again, a repeating pattern that lasted for months.

Until finally, I broke.

I remember the moment so clearly. I just found a meditation chant, RA MA DA SA, a chant for the nervous system. I was grasping at anything that could help. I fell to the floor and sobbed. Sucked back into the entrapment of a body that refused to heal, I prayed for death. Exhausted, helpless, and hopeless, I begged God to take me, take my pain and suffering, and release my family from the burden of me. I begged, and that’s when it happened. In my complete surrender, I heard it. The voice. 

Ask for help and help will come. Have faith. Have hope. Do you accept?

Clear, powerful, commanding, and gentle. The voice repeated its message.

Ask for help and help will come. Have faith. Have hope. Do you accept?

Confused and yet, in complete trust, I said, “Yes.”

Inexplicably, I crawled off the floor and climbed onto the couch. I opened my iPad and found myself in a Facebook group where someone had posted, “It’s the Easter season and I am looking to help someone. If you know of anyone in need, please message me.”

My stomach lurched at the words. Tears streamed down my face as I read them over and over again. “I’m looking to help someone.” My head was pulsating and I realized I was holding my breath. I gasped for air and heard that voice again.

Ask for help.

Shaking, terrified, humbled, and vulnerable, I said yes and asked for help. Two days later, another miracle. Help had come.

She helped me with my coat and down the stairs. She held my arm and helped me walk a few yards before gingerly asking what had happened. I explained, “It’s this bone called the atlas. No one’s ever heard of it, but I have a wonderful chiropractor, and am in physical therapy and slowly making progress.”  

In an instant, the world went quiet and I felt that familiar squeeze at the back of my head. The cold air froze on my face as my heart pounded at the inside of my skull.  I panicked as I anticipated passing out. But this time, I remained present as time stood still and everything faded away while I listened. “I know exactly who you should see.” And in a blink, the world came back. Cars drove by, I felt the cold on my skin again, the wind in my eyes. Life turned back on as that voice spoke.

Listen. Have faith. Have hope.

Sitting at my desk with the number in front of me, consumed with fear and doubt,  I listened to my brother-in-law in the kitchen as he prepared dinner. The clanging of pots and pans reverberated through my skull as he tried desperately to be as quiet as possible. Exhausted, I laid my head on my arms and asked if he thought I should call. His answer was simple, “Are you kidding? Lisa, when God sends an angel, you ignore her?” So, once again, I found myself saying, “Yes.” I picked up the phone, fingers shaking, and dialed. Not only did someone answer at 7:00 on that Monday evening, but they had also just had a cancellation and I could go in on Wednesday.  

The atlas. The mouth of God. The area of our body through which divine words are spoken. And if we ignore our spirit’s call long enough, this area collapses. God will not be ignored forever.

A funny thing happens when you surrender to divine guidance. You heal! That Wednesday began my healing journey. I had been in failing health for months, in a wheelchair, palsy, sponge baths, and dry shampoo. I had no short-term memory and needed assistance to eat and drink. The slightest exertion caused me to pass out. I went from a healthy, athletic, 42-year-old mother and wife, to being told that was my new normal and to prepare accommodations. Anger and disgust in our conventional medical system motivated me to follow the signs to about 70% functionality with my first chiropractor. But on faith, hope, and in complete surrender, I went to a full recovery and beyond. I can honestly say, I’m better than I had ever been before.

Convinced the procedure would lop my head off, I lay on the table in sheer panic.  Crying and terrified I told my husband that I loved him. The doctor explained that it would be painless and half-jokingly said, “I’ll even count for you. One, two, finished.” Click. That’s all I heard. A simple sound, a singular click of metal hitting metal. The specialist used a sound wave to adjust my bone. Like a whisper through my tissue, a breath of safety and security allowed the bone to shift and my muscles to accept the new alignment. I knew in an instant, the voice had just moved through me.  

From there everything changed. I could feel energy moving through my entire being. I felt blood coursing through my arteries and veins. I felt life coming back to nerve endings. I could trace the reawakening patterns throughout my entire body. My husband and I marveled at the red lines that lit up on my skin as blood rushed to heal different areas. Reactivation bounced around my being without rhyme or reason, and I witnessed it in complete awe and gratitude.

As I regained neural function, my brain fog lifted, and I was given the clarity of thought again. One day I woke up and the voice told me I could heal myself.  

You have the knowledge. Use your skills.

I discontinued my physical therapy sessions and mapped out a recuperation program using the spiraling movements of The Gyrotonic® Method. It was exactly what I needed to increase blood flow and brain activity to find new connections throughout my entire being. 

Within three months, the voice told me it was time to be in service of others. I went back to work as a Gyrotonic® instructor and said yes, as client after client showed up with atlas injuries. I was now a guide and led them to the specialist for treatment. Lives changed as I was then able to practice and share what I learned. One by one, clients had their atlases adjusted and then worked with me to hold their alignment and retrain their bodies.  

Not long after, I started to see red spots light up on bodies and the voice told me where to place my hands. I said yes to trusting the higher guidance and witnessed the unwinding and healing of muscle tension under my fingertips. I was re-introduced to Reiki and said yes when the master teacher offered to attune me.  And just when I thought life couldn’t get any better, things accelerated.  

Since attuning to Reiki, the healings that move through me are nothing short of miraculous. Every day, I work with people to release the energy of disease, infection, and trauma. Mysteries and ailments are made simple with divine guidance and intervention. I have a team of ancient healers that work with me and through me to help guide people on their healing journeys. I live in awe of the magic and healing abilities of love. The very essence and energy of love, so simple and yet so profound. A vibration and frequency that truly heals all.

Heal one, heal all. Peace for one, peace for all.

Now, I’ve been guided to change the vibration of this planet from fear and pain to peace. And I say yes to this next step in my healing journey.

Ironically, my awakening began with passing out; the humor is not lost on me. My hope is that others don’t have to suffer as I did. My hope is that everyone chooses to shift from pain to peace. Because when we choose peace, we heal our trauma, see to observe and listen to hear. We thrive and not only change our personal lives, we change the world.

I was forced into darkness, forced inward to remove all distractions from the outside world. I was gifted with the time of deep discovery and while in the moment I was frightened, overwhelmed, and driven to the point of giving up, I’m eternally grateful. My awakening has been an empowering, humbling experience that has not only benefited my overall well-being but has allowed me to connect with others in a way I had no idea existed. Divine healing. Divine connection.  Divine sharing.

And now I kneel before you, my hands on your knees. I’m going to take care of you and if you feel like you’re going to throw up…go for the can with a liner in it.

Seriously, I say yes to guiding you on your healing journey, so let’s begin by choosing to go inward and wake up your psychic intuition.

A GIFT FOR YOU

A Lesson on Psychic Intuition for Healing

I invite you to dim the lights and turn on some vibrational or meditative music.   Make yourself comfortable, laying on your back on the floor. Rest your head on a pillow, use a blanket, support your legs. Make use of any props needed for you to be in complete comfort and peace.

Take a deep breath and feel your spine on the floor. Allow your tailbone to grow heavy, reaching down into the floor and then growing long and downward into the earth. Allow yourself to ground for a few moments while we prepare to move inward.

Take a few deep breaths and notice an area of your body. Maybe it’s your back, stomach, or head; a leg, an arm, maybe a foot. Whatever came to your mind first, place your hands on that part of your body.

Allow your hands to rest here and breathe into this area of your body.

Breathe life force energy into this one area of your body.

Open your eyes and take note of the body part that jumped into your conscious mind. This part of you just identified itself as the first place in your body that is ready to release the negative energy that is stored there.

This is the beginning of Psychic Intuitive Healing. Our bodies need us to go inward and listen for guidance on where and how to release the negative energy that is regenerating and causing dis-ease and dysfunction.

Welcome to your magnificent Healing Journey. Every soul has the same purpose, to live in peace. 

The first step to fulfilling your soul’s purpose is to amplify your frequency with self-care. The ultimate practice of self-care is healing your pain and releasing the trauma that lowers your vibration. I invite you to explore more with the FIND YOUR FLOW podcast which offers grounded tips, holistic guidance, spiritual conversations, and a beautiful Reiki-infused meditative practice.

Let your healing journey is a winding path of self-discovery, understanding, and healing where every step leads to a greater sense of peace. 

Peace for you generates peace for the world. 

Like the very structure of our DNA, peace and healing spiral around each other to combine and create life. What kind of life have you created? What kind of life would you like to create?

Connect with your psychic intuitive healing powers and release the emotions and trauma that deteriorate the human body and hold you back from thriving. Ease your body back into a state of perpetual peace.

Heal your soul.

BIO

For nearly 15 years, Lisa has been guiding individuals toward deep healing through a powerful blend of holistic modalities. As a Feng Shui Expert, Reiki Master Teacher, Medical Intuitive, and Channeler for Transformative Meditations, she excels at harmonizing energy. She is proud to be the Founder of Nagare Life, where she inspires others to embrace INTENTIONAL LIVING.

BODY   •   MIND   •   SOUL   •   SPACE

She hosts the podcast, FIND YOUR FLOW, which features Reiki-infused channeled meditations to inspire growth, life stories to empower listeners on their own healing journeys, and conversations with guests to explore spiritual and self-care practices.

Lisa is also a contributing author of two books:

The Energy Medicine Solution and Born to Rise

Thank you for doing your part to raise the vibration of the planet.  By reading this book and implementing the tools, you are supporting your awakening.  I encourage you to continue exploring your healing.  Awaken, transform and celebrate your highest expression.  Thank you for sharing your energy with me and contributing to the love and peace that fills my soul.  Together, we will change the world.