Hello, There! Thanks for visiting my website.
I'm Kristy McAdams and I do sessions in Marlton, New Jersey, US
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Living with Angels
✨ Welcome to my corner of the spiritual world!✨
I truly believe that ✨ ❤️ "If you open your heart and your mind to accepting miracles, anything is possible." ✨ ❤️
As a child, I often saw spirits in my bedroom at night and had pre-cognitive visions. These experiences left me feeling "abnormal" in a world that didn’t quite understand them. Over time, I came to realize that these visits from spirits and glimpses of the future were not only positive in nature but could also serve as powerful tools to help others heal. 🦋
This shift in perception transformed how I viewed my gifts—from feeling different to embracing the miraculous abilities we all have within us, waiting to be unlocked. ☀️
My goal is to help you discover and express your own inner light through a variety of offerings, including guided sound Reiki meditations, spirit-inspired art, psychic/medium/angel intuitive readings, message jewelry/candles, and interactive classes such as "How to Read Angel Cards for Yourself" and "Make Your Own Angel Collage Cards."
🧘📚 🎨With certifications as an Angel Practitioner (ACP), Usui Reiki Master, IET Practitioner, Angel Card Reader, Psychic Medium, Author, YogaFit Teacher, and Crystal Singing Bowl Sound Healing Practitioner, I bring a wide range of tools to help you connect with your spiritual self.
I’ve also had the privilege of partnering in spiritual shops like Indigo Moon (Marlton, NJ) and HeartSpace (Medford, NJ), where I’ve shared these tools with others.
🦋 I’m often described as a "happy Pollyanna," which some might interpret as having an easy life. In truth, my focus on positivity and healthy manifestation techniques comes from overcoming my own hurdles. Life presents challenges to everyone, and it's how we face and rise from them that truly matters.
(Trigger Warning) This part isn't pretty, but it's really real! A glimpse of my healing journey includes being a survivor of Catholic school sexual abuse for three years, surviving date rape at 16 yrs. old by a stalker, almost dying from blood poisoning/sepsis at age 18, birthing trauma of 4th degree (if you know, you know), healing a mystery illness/parasite at age 28 which made it hard to walk/talk for 2 years. It was quite the healing journey mentally and physically at times, and I am happy to say that I am thriving now!
🦋 Through my personal experiences, I’ve developed a deep empathy that allows me to connect with my clients on a profound level. I’m honored to walk alongside them through their own journeys, offering support, tools, and healing.
As part of my offerings, I’ve created several spiritual tools for your own growth and empowerment, including the 🔮 Energy of Angels Archangel Guidance Cards, 🔮 Angel Reminder Cards, and the 🔮 Energy of Angels Oracle Deck—all designed to deepen your connection with your inner wisdom and angelic guidance.
❤️Thank you for visiting, and I’m so glad you’re here!✨ Let’s explore the miraculous world within you. ✨ ❤️ -Kristy
✨ Welcome to my corner of the spiritual world!✨
I truly believe that ✨ ❤️ "If you open your heart and your mind to accepting miracles, anything is possible." ✨ ❤️
As a child, I often saw spirits in my bedroom at night and had pre-cognitive visions. These experiences left me feeling "abnormal" in a world that didn’t quite understand them. Over time, I came to realize that these visits from spirits and glimpses of the future were not only positive in nature but could also serve as powerful tools to help others heal. 🦋
This shift in perception transformed how I viewed my gifts—from feeling different to embracing the miraculous abilities we all have within us, waiting to be unlocked. ☀️
My goal is to help you discover and express your own inner light through a variety of offerings, including guided sound Reiki meditations, spirit-inspired art, psychic/medium/angel intuitive readings, message jewelry/candles, and interactive classes such as "How to Read Angel Cards for Yourself" and "Make Your Own Angel Collage Cards."
🧘📚 🎨With certifications as an Angel Practitioner (ACP), Usui Reiki Master, IET Practitioner, Angel Card Reader, Psychic Medium, Author, YogaFit Teacher, and Crystal Singing Bowl Sound Healing Practitioner, I bring a wide range of tools to help you connect with your spiritual self.
I’ve also had the privilege of partnering in spiritual shops like Indigo Moon (Marlton, NJ) and HeartSpace (Medford, NJ), where I’ve shared these tools with others.
🦋 I’m often described as a "happy Pollyanna," which some might interpret as having an easy life. In truth, my focus on positivity and healthy manifestation techniques comes from overcoming my own hurdles. Life presents challenges to everyone, and it's how we face and rise from them that truly matters.
(Trigger Warning) This part isn't pretty, but it's really real! A glimpse of my healing journey includes being a survivor of Catholic school sexual abuse for three years, surviving date rape at 16 yrs. old by a stalker, almost dying from blood poisoning/sepsis at age 18, birthing trauma of 4th degree (if you know, you know), healing a mystery illness/parasite at age 28 which made it hard to walk/talk for 2 years. It was quite the healing journey mentally and physically at times, and I am happy to say that I am thriving now!
🦋 Through my personal experiences, I’ve developed a deep empathy that allows me to connect with my clients on a profound level. I’m honored to walk alongside them through their own journeys, offering support, tools, and healing.
As part of my offerings, I’ve created several spiritual tools for your own growth and empowerment, including the 🔮 Energy of Angels Archangel Guidance Cards, 🔮 Angel Reminder Cards, and the 🔮 Energy of Angels Oracle Deck—all designed to deepen your connection with your inner wisdom and angelic guidance.
❤️Thank you for visiting, and I’m so glad you’re here!✨ Let’s explore the miraculous world within you. ✨ ❤️ -Kristy
12/2024 UPDATE:
I'm back! I disappeared for a while.
I "fell up" on Nov. 22, 2023.
Yes…up...1,2,3 concrete steps…then down, so fast...crashing my head hard on the sharp corner of the front porch paver, on a cold, dark, rainy night, with no one knowing my whereabouts.
It seems I tried to catch myself. I don’t know.
I was knocked out.
It was then that I left my body.
Skull exposed with a laceration, blood covering my eyes, my face. Left wrist fractured, juxtaposed in a way nature didn’t intend. Right arm/clavicle/sternum bruised. All the right-side ribs bruised or mildly fractured. Right jaw bone bruised. Knee caps banged up.
Yet,
I felt no pain
as I floated above my physical, battered, knocked-out body.
Just a mere observer of life at the point.
It was all so unexpected, that I was actually indignant in my thoughts!
As I floated in the "in-between", I noted the awkward position of my physical form sprawled on the steps below me.
The internal conversation went like this:
“ Are you kidding me!? Is this how I die? No one even knows I’m here and it’s dark and raining out! Ugh! ”
I was incredulous, pain-free, disembodied, yet pondering the meaning of it all.
Was I dead? Was my earthly story over?
Then…out of nowhere,
"Ow!" The loudest ringing sound started ricocheting in my head as immense pain slammed into my body.
Ringing, ringing, ringing, pain, pain, pain.
I was back in my body now…unequivocally.
So many pain points and I couldn’t seem to move.
My skull was in agony. The headache of all headaches.
Blood in my eyes made things hazy.
Why wasn’t my wrist working?
Why couldn’t I get up?
A loud, masculine voice was suddenly in my mind, the sound louder than the pain.
“Start screaming for help, now!”
I didn’t argue with the voice from beyond, knowing I was in a fight for my life.
I tried to scream in my dream-like fugue state, and for all my efforts, I think it came out as a low decibel moan.
Somehow, my husband sensed something was amiss. He thought I had gone up to bed for the night, but he had a gut feeling that he listened to.
As loud, rock music was blasting, the family playing a game, two days before Thanksgiving, he got up from the game table, went to the foyer and noticed the front door was slightly ajar.
Thinking it odd that it wasn’t closed, he opened the door.
He found me. My family found me.
Life began again for me.
I was broken and battered, but I was brought back. I was given another chance on this beautiful earth.
That’s what happened at the end of 2023. I've been healing all of 2024. I am different. I disappeared for a while to heal and cry and exercise and to rebuild myself again.
It’s been a time of hibernation.
Life marches on in its daily rhythm.
I felt invisible for a while, and I didn’t want you to know far I had fallen. I needed to climb back up.
It’s been a journey.
My husband and children had to help me drink and eat and do life tasks, as I sat on the sidelines of life for months.
At first, I couldn’t use either of my hands. My loved ones would set a cup of water and a straw in front of me so I could lower my head to drink to get hydration into myself.
I humbly wore a bib when I ate for a little while, as I eventually taught myself to use a fork with my right hand, until my left, dominant hand, wrist fracture and tissue inflammation of the arm/torso was healed. My jaw was bruised, so eating each bite was treasured effort.
I couldn’t type, text or make art for a long time, as use of both hands was limited for a few months.
My hair had blood-dyed streaks in it for several weeks. The right side of my forehead/head was swollen for way too long and I couldn’t touch my head or hair due to the wound/pain.
Due to the head trauma, the doctors couldn’t give me any pain relievers for the rest of my body injuries.
I didn’t have screens to watch due to fear of concussion.
I just sat and sat and sat.
Biding time, thinking about life.
I leaned into meditation, mantras, affirmations and prayer to get me through the daily task to keep going, as my loved ones waited on me hand and foot.
More than my body was injured that day:
I had fear of steps for a while.
I had fear of stepping out of my house, of leaving my family.
Fears of being a burden to those I love.
Fear of what I would look like and what I could do when healed.
Fears of losing all those I loved, every time I couldn’t be with them.
And the unexpected survivors guilt…why had so many passed from head trauma from falling and I lived?
But, this is a story of rising up from the fall.
I have healed. I am still healing.
An understanding of so much was gained from the perch of observing life for months and not being active in it, as I healed.
I was brought back!
I live!
I can brush my own hair and teeth and shower myself.
I drive again. I make art again. I cook again. I exercise again. I can visit with loved ones again in fun ways.
With those things comes an awesome appreciation for the usually unappreciated gift in life: Autonomy.
The 2 concussions from Nov. 2022 that I was having trouble clearing out, went away when I fell, apparently!
I cry in gratitude for so many things now.
Each task I do on my own, and each day is a blessing, a gift.
We have different stories, but many people have really tough moments in life that they need to rise up from.
This I know:
You are here for this time, for a reason.
You matter.
Our lifetime doesn’t come with a 100-year guarantee, so make sure you take the time to find tools and the people to help you through the bumps in life, now.
Love and appreciation is really all that matters. Feeling them for yourself is included in that!
That being said...I appreciate all those I’ve met in life.
Maybe we had fun/friendship, met over Insta/Facebook or had some “not so fun" times…but it all matters in a lifetime of learning.
Over the years, I’ve strived to spread love, joy and light to others, but, after sitting around for months, I realize too, that I have made mistakes in relationships, and I apologize for all those I may have offended or hurt.
I am definitely a work in progress! I’m glad our paths have joined up on this journey, for a season or a reason and I strive to do better and be a better person.
I am alive and I wish you well. Better than well! I wish you vibrancy, joy and much love.
My intentions and prayers for you are that if you fall, that you may always rise up, quickly, painlessly and easily.
Thanks for your time in reading this.
~Namaste~
(The light in me recognizes the light in you.)
~kristy
Workshops offered:
Tea with the Angels
About Angels
Create Your Own Mandala
Crystal Singing Bowl Meditations and Private Sessions
Musical Meditation with Didgeridoo/Crystal Singing Bowls
Intuitive/Mediumship Development
ANGEL ART and ANGEL SHOP
ETSY
Now offering Products that can be found at:
https://www.etsy.com/shop/EnergyOfAngelsArt
Spirit-inspired art can be found at www.zazzle.com/bluelilybella*
www.zazzle.com/energyofangels*
LOOK for ENERGY OF ANGELS ON:
Facebook: EnergyOfAngels
Pinterest: Pinterest.com/kristy4angels
To buy Kristy's art in magnets, cards, etc. : www.zazzle.com/energyofangels* & www.zazzle.com/bluelilybella*
To contact Kristy McAdams via email:
[email protected]
www.EnergyOfAngels.com
In the Southern New Jersey Area
Many of my events are offered at :
The Center, Life in Balance, Medford, NJ
(please note my Angels Landing Studio closed 5/1/22)
I'm back! I disappeared for a while.
I "fell up" on Nov. 22, 2023.
Yes…up...1,2,3 concrete steps…then down, so fast...crashing my head hard on the sharp corner of the front porch paver, on a cold, dark, rainy night, with no one knowing my whereabouts.
It seems I tried to catch myself. I don’t know.
I was knocked out.
It was then that I left my body.
Skull exposed with a laceration, blood covering my eyes, my face. Left wrist fractured, juxtaposed in a way nature didn’t intend. Right arm/clavicle/sternum bruised. All the right-side ribs bruised or mildly fractured. Right jaw bone bruised. Knee caps banged up.
Yet,
I felt no pain
as I floated above my physical, battered, knocked-out body.
Just a mere observer of life at the point.
It was all so unexpected, that I was actually indignant in my thoughts!
As I floated in the "in-between", I noted the awkward position of my physical form sprawled on the steps below me.
The internal conversation went like this:
“ Are you kidding me!? Is this how I die? No one even knows I’m here and it’s dark and raining out! Ugh! ”
I was incredulous, pain-free, disembodied, yet pondering the meaning of it all.
Was I dead? Was my earthly story over?
Then…out of nowhere,
"Ow!" The loudest ringing sound started ricocheting in my head as immense pain slammed into my body.
Ringing, ringing, ringing, pain, pain, pain.
I was back in my body now…unequivocally.
So many pain points and I couldn’t seem to move.
My skull was in agony. The headache of all headaches.
Blood in my eyes made things hazy.
Why wasn’t my wrist working?
Why couldn’t I get up?
A loud, masculine voice was suddenly in my mind, the sound louder than the pain.
“Start screaming for help, now!”
I didn’t argue with the voice from beyond, knowing I was in a fight for my life.
I tried to scream in my dream-like fugue state, and for all my efforts, I think it came out as a low decibel moan.
Somehow, my husband sensed something was amiss. He thought I had gone up to bed for the night, but he had a gut feeling that he listened to.
As loud, rock music was blasting, the family playing a game, two days before Thanksgiving, he got up from the game table, went to the foyer and noticed the front door was slightly ajar.
Thinking it odd that it wasn’t closed, he opened the door.
He found me. My family found me.
Life began again for me.
I was broken and battered, but I was brought back. I was given another chance on this beautiful earth.
That’s what happened at the end of 2023. I've been healing all of 2024. I am different. I disappeared for a while to heal and cry and exercise and to rebuild myself again.
It’s been a time of hibernation.
Life marches on in its daily rhythm.
I felt invisible for a while, and I didn’t want you to know far I had fallen. I needed to climb back up.
It’s been a journey.
My husband and children had to help me drink and eat and do life tasks, as I sat on the sidelines of life for months.
At first, I couldn’t use either of my hands. My loved ones would set a cup of water and a straw in front of me so I could lower my head to drink to get hydration into myself.
I humbly wore a bib when I ate for a little while, as I eventually taught myself to use a fork with my right hand, until my left, dominant hand, wrist fracture and tissue inflammation of the arm/torso was healed. My jaw was bruised, so eating each bite was treasured effort.
I couldn’t type, text or make art for a long time, as use of both hands was limited for a few months.
My hair had blood-dyed streaks in it for several weeks. The right side of my forehead/head was swollen for way too long and I couldn’t touch my head or hair due to the wound/pain.
Due to the head trauma, the doctors couldn’t give me any pain relievers for the rest of my body injuries.
I didn’t have screens to watch due to fear of concussion.
I just sat and sat and sat.
Biding time, thinking about life.
I leaned into meditation, mantras, affirmations and prayer to get me through the daily task to keep going, as my loved ones waited on me hand and foot.
More than my body was injured that day:
I had fear of steps for a while.
I had fear of stepping out of my house, of leaving my family.
Fears of being a burden to those I love.
Fear of what I would look like and what I could do when healed.
Fears of losing all those I loved, every time I couldn’t be with them.
And the unexpected survivors guilt…why had so many passed from head trauma from falling and I lived?
But, this is a story of rising up from the fall.
I have healed. I am still healing.
An understanding of so much was gained from the perch of observing life for months and not being active in it, as I healed.
I was brought back!
I live!
I can brush my own hair and teeth and shower myself.
I drive again. I make art again. I cook again. I exercise again. I can visit with loved ones again in fun ways.
With those things comes an awesome appreciation for the usually unappreciated gift in life: Autonomy.
The 2 concussions from Nov. 2022 that I was having trouble clearing out, went away when I fell, apparently!
I cry in gratitude for so many things now.
Each task I do on my own, and each day is a blessing, a gift.
We have different stories, but many people have really tough moments in life that they need to rise up from.
This I know:
You are here for this time, for a reason.
You matter.
Our lifetime doesn’t come with a 100-year guarantee, so make sure you take the time to find tools and the people to help you through the bumps in life, now.
Love and appreciation is really all that matters. Feeling them for yourself is included in that!
That being said...I appreciate all those I’ve met in life.
Maybe we had fun/friendship, met over Insta/Facebook or had some “not so fun" times…but it all matters in a lifetime of learning.
Over the years, I’ve strived to spread love, joy and light to others, but, after sitting around for months, I realize too, that I have made mistakes in relationships, and I apologize for all those I may have offended or hurt.
I am definitely a work in progress! I’m glad our paths have joined up on this journey, for a season or a reason and I strive to do better and be a better person.
I am alive and I wish you well. Better than well! I wish you vibrancy, joy and much love.
My intentions and prayers for you are that if you fall, that you may always rise up, quickly, painlessly and easily.
Thanks for your time in reading this.
~Namaste~
(The light in me recognizes the light in you.)
~kristy
Workshops offered:
Tea with the Angels
About Angels
Create Your Own Mandala
Crystal Singing Bowl Meditations and Private Sessions
Musical Meditation with Didgeridoo/Crystal Singing Bowls
Intuitive/Mediumship Development
ANGEL ART and ANGEL SHOP
ETSY
Now offering Products that can be found at:
https://www.etsy.com/shop/EnergyOfAngelsArt
Spirit-inspired art can be found at www.zazzle.com/bluelilybella*
www.zazzle.com/energyofangels*
LOOK for ENERGY OF ANGELS ON:
Facebook: EnergyOfAngels
Pinterest: Pinterest.com/kristy4angels
To buy Kristy's art in magnets, cards, etc. : www.zazzle.com/energyofangels* & www.zazzle.com/bluelilybella*
To contact Kristy McAdams via email:
[email protected]
www.EnergyOfAngels.com
In the Southern New Jersey Area
Many of my events are offered at :
The Center, Life in Balance, Medford, NJ
(please note my Angels Landing Studio closed 5/1/22)
