Meet Michelle McLemore

Today we’d like to introduce you to Michelle McLemore.

Michelle, we appreciate you taking the time to share your story with us today. Where does your story begin?
Writing, helping others, and an interest in psychology, history, and art can be traced as far back as my first journal around age six. Teaching middle school, high school, and college classes, along with workshops for 4-H and adults from local to regional levels, allowed me to meet and share professional insights in the educational and health industries. Writing articles helps carry the messages to diverse audiences. 

Stress Management, perspective shifts, and appreciation for everyone’s journeys (the individual challenges and coordinating struggles) joined with an understanding of how energy connects us all (here and beyond) synthesized into the base of my work with others. Whether it is as an energy practitioner guide, spiritual mentor, writing mentor, editor, author, or class/workshop mentor, the goal is always the same–support others in their journey of self-empowerment to increase health, joy, and peace in their lives. 

Alright, so let’s dig a little deeper into the story – has it been an easy path overall, and if not, what were the challenges you’ve had to overcome?
Life has its ups and downs for everyone–all part of our journeys of evolution and enlightenment. At my high school graduation, my brother’s college mate from the Northwestern University medical program pre-diagnosed me with Systemic Lupus. Over a ten-year stretch, the comorbidities compiled as did the prescriptions–none seemingly to do much. After a while, despite continuing college and pushing through pain, exhaustion, depression, and the rest, I decided if the pills weren’t doing anything useful, why take them? I cleaned up my diet, tempered my exercise, refocused my spirituality, dealt with emotional baggage, found and began practicing energy therapies, and started resting whenever my body needed it. My symptoms cleared. 

I continued the annual checkups because Western Medicine said I should. By my twentieth-year check-up with my rheumatologist, I confronted him: the visits seemed a waste of time and money. My world-renowned rheumatologist admitted, “Michelle, you are the one percent we never tell people about. You don’t have lupus anymore. You know how to reach me if you ever need us.” 

If world-renown researchers–the best and most enlightened in their field–know that immune problems (and all their side kick body system issues) are able to be reversed, then perhaps healthier living was in the combination that I had committed to on my own. And why would I not want to share that with others? I didn’t make my lupus recovery a platform or sideshow. I simply began living with more peace, more unconditional love, and encouragement for others that were drawn to me. 

Training in a variety of energy therapy modalities was exhilarating. When you find reality is much more than what Western mass culture portends, you want to shout it from the rooftops and save/help everyone. Along the way you learn each person’s journey is theirs. You help those who are led to you and the others you hope will be led to be helped, as needed, by someone else–or awaken to how to help themselves. Patience is an ongoing lesson. We are responsible for ourselves. We are honored to help those who find their way to us. We intend the achievement of lessons and ancestral healing for all for the greatest good of all. 

As you know, we’re big fans of you and your work. For our readers who might not be as familiar, what can you tell them about what you do?
As a teacher, I enjoyed sharing a variety of subjects and experiences with my students from every type of class in English and literature, local and U.S. history, and psychology at the high school levels. At the collegiate level, I taught students in the teacher education program the latest methods in elevating literacy in their subject areas. However, the course and experience I was most pleased to share was my own designed course: psychoneuroimmunology and stress management. Based on a segment of the APA Psychology national standards, which are usually relegated into one slim chapter, I expanded it to a semester at Onsted High, exploring how one’s perception impacts stress reactions on the body and how living a cleaner, more joyful, enlightened life can produce overall more effective results and healthier peace overall. At the time, I believe it was the first of its kind in public K-12 education. (Mindfulness practices surfaced about three years after.) We practiced over 40 stress management techniques and applied information to our personal lives, and by the end, students had developed skills personalized to their own needs and lifestyles to carry with them. Several shared what they were learning with their family members and would practiced strategies together in the evenings to benefit the full family. 

I share the knowledge with my personal clients in my energy therapy and spiritual mentoring practice as well as write about them, but seeing a class of teenagers learn about themselves, their superpowers, and that they do have a choice how to respond to life–that was a blessing and joy to witness. 

We’d love to hear about any fond memories you have from when you were growing up.
One childhood/teenage memory that has stayed with me for many years took place in winter. It was well after dark–after coming home from school, meetings, and athletic competitions–when Mom and I donned heavy outerwear to slog through deep snow to feed and water the livestock. On the way back up the hill from the barns, Mom suddenly stopped in her tracks, dropped the water bucket, turned toward me with a slight smile, and then fell backwards. I was stunned for a moment. Then, I saw her slowly bringing her arms up to the side and toward her head as her legs fanned out toward her hips. This fifty-something woman was making a snow angel. I hobbled another few steps forward without a word and followed her lead, plopping next to her on the hill. After my modest wings were established, we both lay there in the crisp stillness and fell up into the thousand stars above us. (Stars and constellations never look brighter than in the middle of a rural Michigan winter.) It was one of many times that I was reminded, we are a part of Nature and not meant to be apart from it. We are sharing a joint journey–not one mastering over it. And that time of discovery was owed to the delightful, surprising whim and whimsy of my mother. 

Contact Info:

• Website: http://michellemclemore.com/
• Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MichelleMcLemoreHealingGuide/