Mystical Marie, Intuitive Healer. Physical & Emotional Healing.

Mystical Marie, Intuitive Healer. Physical & Emotional Healing. I am an intuitive healer who assists with releasing the emotional baggage you are carrying. I'm here to guide you through that evolution.

I passionately believe in the harmony of intuition, natural remedies, and spiritual knowledge for overall wellness. As a dedicated Lightworker, Intuitive Empath, Healer, and Spiritual Guide, I passionately believe in the harmony of intuition, natural remedies, and spiritual knowledge for overall wellness. My own journey, deeply shaped by significant loss, defines my unique approach to healing. I s

pecialize in healing past traumas and identifying the underlying causes of discomfort. My intuitive guidance is at the heart of my mission to help others embrace joy and inspiration as the main drivers of healing and transformation. My ability to receive messages from the spiritual realm enhances my focus on releasing emotional burdens and addressing the root causes of both physical and spiritual discomfort. Central to my mission is the belief that joy, as an intentional focus, leads to profound healing and personal growth. Are you feeling the call to evolve, to peel away layers of outdated beliefs and emotional blocks? My Harmonious iHealing Sessions are a sanctuary for those who sense there's more to life than what meets the eye, for the seekers of hidden truths, and for anyone yearning to unlock the doors to emotional well-being....a symphony of techniques designed to align your energy, release emotional baggage, and illuminate your path to joy. These sessions are for anyone who’s ever felt out of tune with themselves, anyone who’s ready to discard the weight of the past, and embrace a future of emotional freedom and spiritual growth. Our hours together are not just sessions; they are revelations that unfold through the emotion code, body code, belief code, and the profound intuitive spiritual guidance that I have been blessed to share.

Last night, my son visited me in a dream.Fifteen years this September since he left this world at just sixteen years old...
05/30/2025

Last night, my son visited me in a dream.

Fifteen years this September since he left this world at just sixteen years old—and yet it still feels like yesterday. The ache hasn’t aged a day. It’s quieter sometimes, but it never disappears.

I knew it was really him, because we never use actual words. That’s how I know. That’s always how I know.

I asked him to stay.

He said he had only taken body form to come and see me. That he couldn’t stay in it. That he couldn’t stay with me.

I woke up with my heart both full and aching.

It was him. I felt him.

And yet, I couldn’t hold him.

I’m still not sure how I feel. Comforted. Gutted. Grateful. Wrecked.

Grief is like that. It doesn't expire. It shapeshifts.

If you’ve ever lost someone you loved so fiercely it tore the fabric of your being—I want you to know you’re not alone.

You’re never alone.

Our people still find ways to reach us. They still love us. They still are.

Even if they can’t stay. 💔

My mom's room is completely empty now, even the lamp, the rug, the bedside table that served her for more than 42 years ...
08/10/2024

My mom's room is completely empty now, even the lamp, the rug, the bedside table that served her for more than 42 years (complete with the mover's stickers from their move here from Florida), and the few things in the bathroom cabinet. I realized today that I had been leaving little things in there —almost like I was refusing to finish the work.

I was tempted to close the door and leave it closed....I know that's not a solution though...turning my back on it certainly won't help me and I've never been one to not face life head on.

The finality of loss hits in waves, doesn't it? As I stood in my mom's empty room, the absence of her presence felt heavier than ever. Even the little things—the Q-tips, the washcloths—that I'd been subconsciously leaving behind spoke volumes. It was as if my heart was refusing to let go, clinging to these small remnants of her daily life.

I can hardly believe it's been a month.

I miss my mom.
I miss home.
I miss my people.

Grief is a journey with no map, and sometimes we find ourselves taking detours, leaving breadcrumbs of memories in the hopes of finding our way back to a time when our loved ones were still with us. But the truth is, there's no going back. Only forward, carrying the love and lessons they've left us.

The next time I leave this place, it'll be for the last time. No more holiday trips, no surprise visits, no eager face waiting at the window....no more coming home. It's a bittersweet realization - the end of an era and a lifetime of memories....but also the beginning of a new chapter where I carry my mom's spirit with me wherever I go.

To those navigating the choppy waters of grief, remember: it's okay to take your time. It's okay to leave those metaphorical Q-tips behind for a while. Healing isn't linear, and sometimes, the hardest part of the journey is taking that final step towards acceptance.

But when you're ready, know that letting go doesn't mean forgetting. It means transforming that love into a guiding light, illuminating the path ahead, even in the darkest of times. 💖🕯️

My mom's room is completely empty now, even the lamp, the rug, the bedside table that served her for more than 42 years ...
08/10/2024

My mom's room is completely empty now, even the lamp, the rug, the bedside table that served her for more than 42 years (complete with the mover's stickers from their move here from Florida), and the few things in the bathroom cabinet. I realized today that I had been leaving little things in there —almost like I was refusing to finish the work.

The finality of loss hits in waves, doesn't it? As I stood in my mom's empty room, the absence of her presence felt heavier than ever. Even the little things—the Q-tips, the washcloths—that I'd been subconsciously leaving behind spoke volumes. It was as if my heart was refusing to let go, clinging to these small remnants of her daily life.

I can hardly believe it's been a month.

I miss my mom.
I miss home.
I miss my people.

Grief is a journey with no map, and sometimes we find ourselves taking detours, leaving breadcrumbs of memories in the hopes of finding our way back to a time when our loved ones were still with us. But the truth is, there's no going back. Only forward, carrying the love and lessons they've left us.

The next time I leave this place, it'll be for the last time. No more holiday trips, no surprise visits, no eager face waiting at the window....no more coming home. It's a bittersweet realization - the end of an era and a lifetime of memories....but also the beginning of a new chapter where I carry my mom's spirit with me wherever I go.

To those navigating the choppy waters of grief, remember: it's okay to take your time. It's okay to leave those metaphorical Q-tips behind for a while. Healing isn't linear, and sometimes, the hardest part of the journey is taking that final step towards acceptance.

But when you're ready, know that letting go doesn't mean forgetting. It means transforming that love into a guiding light, illuminating the path ahead, even in the darkest of times. 💖🕯️

This morning, I sat in the sun for the first time since mom crossed over. It felt good. Really, really good.Why is it th...
07/26/2024

This morning, I sat in the sun for the first time since mom crossed over. It felt good. Really, really good.

Why is it that in the times when our health habits can serve us the most, we abandon them and allow our emotions or denial of them to take charge? Grief has a way of consuming us, making it challenging to maintain the routines that once brought us solace and balance.

We must have grace and mercy with ourselves.

We are not defined by the things we do or don't do when grief is in charge. It's a journey, and we must honor the ebbs and flows that come with it.

Even though it took me two weeks to find my way back to the sun, I'm grateful that I only needed two weeks to see through the fog and realize how much I missed my time outside each morning. This simple act of self-care, of basking in the warmth and embracing the present moment, has reminded me of the healing power of nature and the importance of nurturing our souls.

So, here's to baby steps, to moments of clarity, and to the courage it takes to keep moving forward, one breath at a time.

Yesterday, I said goodbye to my beloved mom's earthly form, a heart-wrenching farewell filled with both profound sorrow ...
07/21/2024

Yesterday, I said goodbye to my beloved mom's earthly form, a heart-wrenching farewell filled with both profound sorrow and immense gratitude. As I knelt beside her, I poured out my love, thanking her for the countless lessons she imparted, for the beautiful soul she was, and for her unwavering devotion to our family.

Even as I bid her soul farewell on this earthly plane, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude wash over me. Gratitude for the many cherished members of her school family who came to honor her memory. Gratitude for the presence of her younger brother, Art, and the precious time we had to reconnect with him during this difficult journey.

My heart swelled with appreciation for my friends who traveled from Phoenix, offering their loving support as I navigated the depths of grief. For my daughter-in-law, who stood steadfastly beside my son, a source of strength, even though her time in town was brief.

The outpouring of love from friends back home, their texts grounding me in a warm embrace of compassion, brought solace to my aching soul. And for Charles, whose limitless compassion, caring, and support have been an anchor through the storm.

Most of all, I am grateful for the unbreakable bonds that tie our family together – the quiet, unwavering connections with my son Markus, my brother, and my sister. Relationships that have not only withstood but strengthened through this shared grief, reminding us of the profound love that binds us eternally.

Though her earthly form may remain for a fleeting moment, I know in my heart that her radiant spirit lives on, forever intertwined with all those who loved her. She was an earthly angel to so many, and now, her spirit watches over us all as our celestial guardian. And so, I asked for a solemn vow to those in attendance (and I ask those reading this now) – to never allow her vibrant memory to fade, to keep her essence alive through our stories and our laughter, ensuring she remains an indelible part of the fabric that weaves us all together.

During her lifetime, as she parted ways, she would often say, "Keep your angels."

May the Lord our God always bless you..and keep your angels my friends.

🩵

In a split second, the world shifted. The call came like a thunderbolt from the blue, shattering my world into a million...
07/15/2024

In a split second, the world shifted. The call came like a thunderbolt from the blue, shattering my world into a million pieces. Mom had been found unresponsive, the paramedics powerless to revive her. One moment, everything was as it always had been, and the next... she was gone. Just like that. No warning, no chance to prepare, no final goodbye. The surreal nature of it all is almost too much to bear.

After the call ended, I broke down completely, sobs wracking my body as the floodgates opened. How could she be gone? The one constant in my life, the unwavering force that had always been there... suddenly ripped away without warning.

Through the blur of tears, I thought also of her grandson; how would I tell him the devastating news that would shatter his heart too. The anguish was excruciating, a profound loss that words could never fully capture.

As dawn rose the next day, I was supposed to return to my childhood home, but the weight of grief left me paralyzed. I found myself staring blankly at walls, disconnected from reality, unable to muster the energy to move.

Finally arriving late that night, an eerie silence enveloped the house – a deafening absence where her joyful presence should have been. No warm smile greeting me at the window, no excited rush to the door with open arms and offers to help unload. Just... emptiness.

That first morning, I awoke in the home I'd grown up in, but it felt like a hollow shell. Her bedroom across the hall sat empty, no gentle sounds of her morning routine drifting through the stillness. The kitchen remained dark and quiet, no aroma of fresh coffee or rustle of pages as she read her daily prayers.

It still doesn't feel real. My mind rebels against accepting that she's truly gone, that the gentle warmth of her presence has been ripped away so abruptly. Surely this must be some cruel dream from which I'll soon awake.

One week tomorrow.
The daily goal since that day?
Survive the day.
One minute at a time.

Everything else is just noise.

In a split second, the world shifted. The call came like a thunderbolt from the blue, shattering my world into a million...
07/14/2024

In a split second, the world shifted. The call came like a thunderbolt from the blue, shattering my world into a million pieces. Mom had been found unresponsive, the paramedics powerless to revive her. One moment, everything was as it always had been, and the next... she was gone. Just like that. No warning, no chance to prepare, no final goodbye. The surreal nature of it all is almost too much to bear.

After the call ended, I broke down completely, sobs wracking my body as the floodgates opened. How could she be gone? The one constant in my life, the unwavering force that had always been there... suddenly ripped away without warning.

Through the blur of tears, I thought also of her grandson; how would I tell him the devastating news that would shatter his heart too. The anguish was excruciating, a profound loss that words could never fully capture.

As dawn rose the next day, I was supposed to return to my childhood home, but the weight of grief left me paralyzed. I found myself staring blankly at walls, disconnected from reality, unable to muster the energy to move. The world around me had lost all meaning, all color, as I grappled with this new existence without her light to guide me.

Finally arriving late that night, an eerie silence enveloped the house – a deafening absence where her joyful presence should have been. No warm smile greeting me at the window, no excited rush to the door with open arms and offers to help unload. Just... emptiness.

That first morning, I awoke in the home I'd grown up in, but it felt like a hollow shell. Her bedroom across the hall sat empty, no gentle sounds of her morning routine drifting through the stillness. The kitchen remained dark and quiet, no aroma of fresh coffee or rustle of pages as she read her daily prayers. A void had opened up where her vibrant spirit once dwelled, and I was left floundering in its wake.

One week. Tomorrow marks an entire week since she departed this world, leaving a cavernous hole that can never be filled. And yet, the cruelty of time marches on, forcing us to face the solemn task as tomorrow we get about the business of making arrangements at the funeral home – a heart-wrenching process of honoring her beautiful life while bidding her soul farewell on this earthly plane.

It still doesn't feel real. My mind rebels against accepting that she's truly gone, that the gentle warmth of her presence has been ripped away so abruptly. Surely this must be some cruel dream from which I'll soon awake, her loving embrace waiting to soothe away the anguish.

One week tomorrow.
The daily goal since that day?
Survive the day.
One minute at a time.

Everything else is just noise.

Y'all, today was something else! It was one of those days that felt like the universe was giving me a big ol' hug. 🤗 End...
06/28/2024

Y'all, today was something else! It was one of those days that felt like the universe was giving me a big ol' hug. 🤗

Endings and new beginnings danced together, reminding me that life's always moving forward. And guess what? My friends showed up BIG TIME! Some of them even crossed town just to surprise me with hugs and support. Talk about feeling loved! 💖

And let me tell you about the magic numbers. I saw 11:11, 2:22, 3:33, 4:44, and 5:55 today. Then being told that I'm seen by some as a "light bright" which tickled me pink 🩷 If that's not a sign of hope dawning, I don't know what is! It's like the universe was winking at me, saying, "Girl, you're on the right path!" 😉

And the gifts! Oh my goodness! Last week, this gorgeous dragonfly necklace (seen here) and matching earrings arrived just in time for a special filming event (almost like I special ordered them). Then today, another pair of beautiful earrings (also seen here) was hand-delivered to me (and they matched my dress perfectly!) Both gifts from some of the most thoughtful, loving, and fun women in my life. I'm feeling so blessed and grateful! 🙏

As an intuitive healer, I couldn't help but feel the energy shift. It's like my own ending sparked new beginnings not just for me, but for others too. It reminded me of one of my favorite affirmations: "As I heal and expand, so do others in my life; I am doing this for me and allow them their own path."

This experience reinforces what I always tell my clients: trust the timing of your life. Sometimes, what feels like an ending is just the universe clearing space for beautiful new beginnings, reconnections, and fresh starts.

I'm feeling a renewed focus and dedication - to myself, my amazing friends, and my wonderful clients. It's like the universe is saying, "You've got this, and we've got you!"

So, here's to endings that make way for beautiful beginnings, to friends who show up consistently, to signs from the universe, and to unexpected gifts - both material and spiritual.

And most of all, here's to the ripple effect of our personal growth touching others in ways we might never expect!

Inside Out and Inside Out 2. Have you seen them? The lessons these movies cleverly teach are wonderful.There’s a line fr...
06/25/2024

Inside Out and Inside Out 2. Have you seen them? The lessons these movies cleverly teach are wonderful.

There’s a line from the film Inside Out 2 that resonated with me so deeply. You’re likely to miss it if you don’t pay close attention.

It’s the scene where Sadness shyly asks Joy if she can go down into the memory pool with her. In response, Joy takes Sadness hand and says to her friend, “Of course! Remember Sadness, wherever I go, you go too.” It's a continuation of a lesson Joy learned in the first movie.

When I heard that, I remembered something important about joy and sadness. You know how some folks say they're scared to be too happy 'cause they think sadness is just waiting around the corner? Well that's no way to live, and it's not even true!

Joy and Sadness aren't playing tag, taking turns to catch us. They're more like best friends, always holding hands and walking side by side. Think of them like train tracks - they run together, keeping us moving forward. Even
on our darkest days, if we look real close, there's always a little spark of joy hiding somewhere. And on those big, happy days - like when a baby's born, a graduation, an "I do" or even a holiday - there might be a tiny bit of sadness too, maybe 'cause someone special isn't there to share it.

As an intuitive healer, I feel this lesson so intimately in my work and my life. I've seen how acknowledging both joy and sadness can lead to profound healing. It's like embracing the whole spectrum of our emotions allows us to truly connect with ourselves and others on a deeper level.

So here's the deal, my loves: when we say we're grateful for life, we gotta be thankful for all of it. The happy stuff, the sad stuff, all of it. Joy and sadness, they're both part of this wild ride we call life. They carry us (or maybe we carry them) as we keep on growing and changing.

What do you think, friends? Have you ever noticed joy and sadness hanging out together in your life? You are never alone. Share your stories below!

Embrace the powerful journey from shadow to light in our emotional cosmos. Remember that our emotions are a reservoir of...
06/24/2024

Embrace the powerful journey from shadow to light in our emotional cosmos. Remember that our emotions are a reservoir of energy, waiting to be harnessed and transformed through my emotion-release work. They cannot be destroyed but can morph into new forms, guiding you towards growth and healing.

Like an alchemical process, stress and negative emotions beckon us to rise to a higher vibration, pushing us to break free from the chains of our own confines. As we acknowledge and embrace our shadows, we set foot on the healing path.

We can turn introspection into a tool for transformation. From the depth of our souls to the universe around us, every particle is connected in this dance of energy.

Can you feel your energy shifting?

Schedule a session to experience the power of emotional alchemy and release what no longer serves you. Together, we'll transform stagnant emotions into fuel for your spiritual journey.

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On the spiritual path, emotions are not obstacles but stepping stones to enlightenment. As an intuitive healer specializ...
06/23/2024

On the spiritual path, emotions are not obstacles but stepping stones to enlightenment. As an intuitive healer specializing in releasing old emotional energy, I guide you to profound acceptance of every feeling that arises. Suppressing emotions only traps them within, leading to energetic imbalance and potential manifestations like inflammation or disease.

Instead, acknowledge and release these stored emotions through my energy work. Let go of what no longer serves you, and make space for infinite love, joy, and personal growth. Embrace your spiritual journey with all its highs and lows.

Remember that enlightenment is not the absence of emotions, but the profound acceptance of them.

Let your love for the Divine guide you through every emotion, and find strength in your spirituality.

Visit mysticalmarie.com to learn how I can support your journey of emotional healing and spiritual resilience. Together, we'll transform stagnant emotions into fuel for enlightenment.

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