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I'm Kristy McAdams and I do sessions in Marlton/Mt. Laurel/Medford, New Jersey, US
as well as on the phone.
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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 
Living with Angels
HI, I'm Kristy McAdams. I truly believe that "If you open your heart and your mind to accepting miracles, anything is possible ." As a child who saw spirits in my bedroom at night and had pre-cognitive visions, the world was a confusing place of feeling "abnormal" , until one day, many years later, I realized that the visits from spirits and visions of the future that I was experiencing were of a positive nature and could be a tool to aid other people in healing. I then had a shift of perception, from the feeling of being abnormal to appreciating the miraculous gifts we all possess, perhaps yet untapped. My goal is to share ways for you to help express yourself and your inner light, through Meditations, Message jewelry, Spirit-inspired art and stationery, Angel card readings and how-to classes (How to Read Angel Cards for Yourself and How to Nurture Your Sacral Chakra through Jewelry Making). As a Certified Angel Practitioner (ACP) (I studied with Charles Virtue), Reiki 1 & 2 and IET 1&2 practitioner, Angel Card Reader, Psychic Medium, Author, Crystal Bowl player and Artist, former "spiritual shop" partner in Indigo Moon (Marlton, NJ) and HeartSpace (Medford, NJ) I like to play with all "the tools in the tool belt " to show people how to discover their own personal gifts and how to make the most of them. As another tool for the spiritual tool belt, I have designed Angel Reminder Cards for inspiration, affirmation and positive thinking AND Energy Of Angels Oracle Deck for deepening your connection to self wisdom and angelic guidance. I am available for Angel Card readings in-person & via email, Personalized Angel Paintings, Workshops and Meditations, in areas surrounding Marlton, NJ. I have been doing readings professionally since 2005. 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 : TBD (please note my Angels Landing Studio closed 5/1/22) Contact me to have one near you! |
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