I Died in San Francisco.

And from that moment on, everything changed.

It was 2001, during a routine hernia surgery.

From the get, the Doctor already said inguinal hernia was very much not common in twenty something women.

Great.

So when I woke up in what was known at the time as St. Francis Hospital post op, I definitely didn't understand why my chest and my throat were on fire since they, you know worked on my crotch! Groggy, I buzzed for a nurse. Tears ran down my face. I couldn't even speak.

When a nurse arrived, she noticed that I was pointing to my throat and crying. She told me not to talk and that I was "lucky", that I stopped breathing during surgery and they intubated to bring me back". She hit me with some drugs and was off as fast as she arrived. A few nights later, I woke up hovering above my body on the ceiling, staring down at myself in bed. I moved around the room, the apartment. I could feel my hands on it! Then, I fell hard and deep back into my own meat suit. At the moment of impact, I felt the bed sink as if I actually fell from overhead. I jolted up right, with a scream of pain from both my incision area and shock from my soul. I touched the wall behind me. I grabbed all of my pillows to make sure this time I was actually awake. The next day I spoke to my mom on the phone. She said the women at the bank were trying to convince her to go to a Medium who was a bank customer because my grandmother had past. "I want her number!" Arlene Duggan confirmed my out of body experience. She said I was a medium too. Unseen things reached out to me immediately. Every where I went; the Bart, concerts I attended and help coordinate. The movies. Everywhere. I heard Arlenes words but I didn't know what to do with them as I was currently living a life of rock and roll and getting my foot in the door with TV and film, And it was a lot to process, alone.

It's been 25 years since I started this dance with other realms, with the dead and with my intuition. Arlene in the first session said it would be an upstream battle and she was not kidding. My gift has grown and changed over the years. Demon vanquishing, spirit cleansing, baby whispering. I am able to hold someones hands and see things within their health and body that are "off" (diabetes, slipped discs, a silent heart attack) later confirmed by their Doctors and the clients themselves as they have come back or written to tell me about it. This was not in the plan. I was happy promoting Modest Mouse cd's and going to Austin for SXSW and trying my hand at documentaries and cooking shows. But now, I'm using my art as a way to transmute the things I experience and see. And today I'm excited to further my "knowing" as suggested by Spirit (in the middle of the night) by learning by learning the ancient healing modality of Reiki. It's one thing to be able to see the energy, I want to know what to do with it. My guides have been gracious and exact this far but I'm ready to take it to the next level. I'm always open to learning and expanding my base knowledge because I believe we can only get better when we learn more and do better. The day I almost died in San Francisco is the foundation upon which this rock and roll baddie's A$$ now shakes. My book for readings in May/June are open. Please email me Michgall@gmail.com to book or check out the main page for my current offerings.

As always, thank you so much for being in this space with me. May you be blessed, may you be happy, healthy and whole. XO M