Release Date: 8/8/21
In a time of emotional upheaval, change, and uncertainty, The House offers us a story of hope, with new and empowering perspectives. This two-part awakening journey speaks to the wounded child, left to believe they were anything less than pure magic, who lives within all of us.
As we learn how to open ourselves up to divine grace, to embrace our shadows, and see life’s challenges as opportunities for growth, only then can we gain the keys needed to free ourselves from our self-imposed prison of limiting beliefs.
By helping one go within ‘The House,’ to see all that has been stored, hidden, and cast aside there, one can discover their brilliant truth. By going within, we find what lies at the core of the human experience: compassion, forgiveness, and love.
In this pivotal time of restructuring on a global level, as we strive to create a New World, with a solid foundation based upon peace and harmony, we need to begin with ourselves first.
With joyful surrender, courage, and trust in the process, our vision that truly anything is possible will become clear.
Interview with Melissa A. Crane DC, MS, HHP
What was the hardest scene from your book to write?
Honestly, none of them were hard to write, that is, once it became time to write them. The hard part was letting go of control with regards to the writing process itself, trusting that if I was being met with resistance, perhaps I needed to walk away or approach it from a different angle. The words would flow out effortlessly once I received the nudge to write about a topic or “character,”but again, the hard part was waiting, allowing and being open to receive divine inspiration.
Why did you choose to write in your particular field or genre?
Simply put, it’s who I am, and what I am most passionate about. By sharing my unique truth about spiritual awakening, the inward journey back home to unconditional love, through forgiveness, compassion, courage and strength, it may provide others who have also chosen the path of self-discovery, with the acknowledgement and encouragement to keep going, and that they’re not alone. When you share your story and it speaks to someone's soul, you never know the impact you may have in their life. Your story, your truth, your voice may be the exact thing someone needs to hear in a moment of despair. It may provide the hope and courage they need to help free themselves from the mental prison cell they can't seem to escape. It may offer the feeling of a gentle hug or pat on the back or whisper in their ear that it's all going to be okay.
What did you enjoy most about writing this book?
I enjoyed being taken on a journey of my own! It facilitated so much inner healing work that I hadn’t yet been able to access or integrate up until its final stages of publication. It was also a pretty wild experience to sometimes read back what I had just written and be amazed at what came through me.
What book that you have read has most influenced your life?
Let’s see...to name a few: The Sophia Code (Kai Ra), The Alchemist (Paolo Coelho), The Celestine Prophecy (James Redfield), Anatomy Of The Spirit (Carolyn Myss)
Tell us a little about yourself? Perhaps something not many people know?
Perhaps, this can be answered by skipping forward to the next question, but to throw in a few other things about me, I enjoy the full spectrum of life. I enjoy my time alone with God, in nature and in the astral plane, just as much as I like dancing in a crowd while listening to live music, or snuggling on the couch watching movies while eating chocolate cake. I love to play board games and cards, I practice playing my ukulele, and I’ll choose a glorious bubble bath over a shower most days of the week. I like to get dressed up and experience the finest things in life just as much as being covered in dirt and sleeping in a tent.
Can you tell us something about your book that is not in the summary?
On August 7, 2018, I had an out of body experience, which was the most profound thing I have ever experienced, and I’d say when the book was ‘downloaded’ into my consciousness. To explain it will sound more like a science fiction movie you would see on the big screen, but, let me tell you, it was real. I had made arrangements a few weeks prior to receive a massage from a friend. We tried to make it a habit of setting up bodywork exchanges with one another to maintain at least some level of self-care while juggling our busy lives. More often than not, though, our appointments with each other got postponed, cut short or slipped away with time. Our self-care meters were definitely reading on the low end.
The day finally arrived when I was going to receive the nurturing care I desperately needed. It was a Tuesday. I arrived at my office, where most of our healing sessions took place, and I hopped onto the massage table. She asked me what I wanted her to focus on during my session, if anything hurt in my body, et cetera. The series of events that happened next are somewhat difficult to explain due to the intensity of the sensations I was feeling and how everything was happening so fast, but I will do my best to be accurate. Also keep in mind that when I tell you what I “saw,” it was what I saw with my mind's (third) eye. My physical eyes were closed and I was lying face down, but it was as if I was in the middle of a 3D IMAX movie being projected onto the back of my eyelids.
Rather than giving my typical response of needing some attention given to my aching shoulders and tight hips, I replied, “I don’t even know, it’s just a vessel.” She didn’t question my bizarre reply and proceeded to allow her hands to be guided to the areas on my body that needed some love. As I lay there, heavy on the table, I began to see flashes of images. This was the most recent thing that began to happen during bodywork sessions, both those I gave to others and those I received. I’d see and perceive information, be it through an animal, a symbol, a person or a place. Sometimes, I would sense and feel an emotion attached to what I saw. I would often explore this new gift with my friend, knowing that she, as an intuitive empath would understand.
As I lay on the table, I started to see images of brown lattice-like structures with glowing spheres along the sides. I wasn’t quite sure what that meant and I wasn’t in the mood for conversation, so I just kept quiet. My friend then said to me, “I feel like I’m seeing Alien DNA...” I instantly validated that, as it seemed to correlate with what I was seeing, and that’s when things got strange. The left side of my body started to go numb, beginning with my left leg. We continued receiving similar images, one being of cement encasing my foot. As she energetically tried to remove the imprints of cement between my toes, I was overwhelmed with an intense feeling of fear from sinking to the bottom of the ocean. Then I saw a giant man with a bird’s head and long beak watching me from the corner of the room. He looked very ominous and towered over me, just staring. (Many months later, as I was searching for Halloween costume ideas, my jaw dropped as I came across an image that reminded me of the giant scary “bird-man” in the corner. It was of Thoth, the Egyptian god of writing, wisdom, magick and the moon. Whether it was him or something else being presented to me, I don’t yet know. I just wanted to provide a visual representation of what I saw.)
I started sobbing, gripping and writhing on the table. I felt intense pain and like my chest was exploding. I must have said something to her about seeing or sensing others around me because my friend, being as calm, centered and grounded as she could be, guided me to ask them if there was something they wanted to tell me. Still crying, scared and wanting to crawl out of my skin, I asked them if there was something I should or needed to know. I received the message: It was part of the mission. We tried to save you but we had to leave. I sobbed even harder as extreme feelings of betrayal and abandonment came upon me. I started pulling what I can only describe as “techno-bugs” out from all over my body, as if my body was being used as an experiment of some sort. I was so confused, sad, and angry all at the same time and I felt like it was all coming out of me. Then I felt and saw a wave of red energy wash over and envelop me, which gave an energetic impression of a phoenix. I felt and saw a bright white light shooting out from the center of my chest in the form of what seemed to be a geometric shape. Then all of a sudden, I felt like I was no longer in my body and my entire consciousness was up in my head. My friend was still holding my feet and it felt like she was sculpting me a new body, kind of like Frankenstein. It was similar to the “dead” sensation you feel when one of your limbs falls asleep, before the pins and needles set in.
At this point I was calm, I was still, and I was observing. Then, one at a time, the most beautiful colors I have ever seen flew over me. I say “flew” because the colors appeared in the form of lavish feathers that looked to be made of velvet. They were incredible. Within each colored feather existed the entire spectrum of that color itself, every shade and tint, and contained shimmering flecks of gold. I remember seeing large “wings” of deep blue, green, gold, and white and perceived them to be the Archangels Michael, Raphael, Uriel and Gabriel. Then I got super-hot as a heatwave went through my body and I saw purple everywhere. I literally heard a booming voice in my left ear say, Archangel Zadkiel, and I saw a figure in a purple robe hovering above me. I saw a stream of gold light codes and sacred geometry being poured and funneled into me through my crown chakra. I was completely surrounded by swirls of opalescent colors and it felt like angelic hands gently touching and caressing me. I began to cry from the insurmountable feelings of unconditional love and bliss. There truly aren't words to describe it. Then it was as if I was standing amongst all of them in a bright marble room. I felt so protected. I felt completely safe. I felt peace. I felt like I was finally home.
Suddenly, a tube appeared before me. I somehow knew that I had to go, but I didn’t want to and I told them so. They assured me that I was never alone and that I would never feel abandoned ever again. I traveled through that tube and saw Earth at a distance with a metal plate placed on it which I perceived as a portal opening. It looked like something you would see in Star Trek. I heard, That’s where you go in. Then it was as if I was soaring over the ocean and rainforests. I specifically remember seeing pandas and giraffes. Right after that, I was back on the massage table and was fully aware of being back in my body once again.
At some point during all of this, I vaguely remember my friend asking me if it was okay if she stepped out of the room to take a phone call. Somehow I managed to let her know that it was fine, as I lay there on the table, naked, alone and unable to move. I knew that it was time to get up and to get dressed, but I didn’t know how. I slowly and clumsily pushed myself up from the table and onto my feet. I stood completely naked in the center of the room. It felt strangely familiar. I looked around the room and saw my diplomas on the walls, reading my name like it was a reminder to who I was. I felt like I was tripping my face off after eating a bag of magic mushrooms! I didn’t know what to do with myself. My friend knocked on the door and came in to see me standing there confused and struggling to dress myself. She asked me if I needed help, to which I replied yes. We sat there on my massage table together as I held onto her arm and tried to explain everything I had just experienced. She suggested that we go outside so I could put my feet onto the grass and ground myself, and I agreed that was probably a good idea. She helped me first to the restroom and then down the stairs that led to the door outside. I’m so grateful for her loving presence throughout it all.
Upon opening the door, I was greeted by the sun. I went to the center of the lawn in front of the building, that building being a church. Yes, at that time my office, along with my friend’s yoga studio, was inside a church. As I stood on the grass and took in my surroundings, it felt as though I had been dropped into a simulated game. Everything looked slightly different. I said to myself, Well, if I’m going to be here again I might as well plug back in!
Over the next few minutes I slowly came down from my “high,” but from that day on my entire reality shifted. It was as though an entire bag of breadcrumbs were dumped on my lap but would only begin to make sense over the many, many months to follow. That said, for at least a month afterward, I felt like I was a little kid again. I was filled with so much joy! I wanted to play outside and ride my bike everywhere! I approached every day from a new mindset of curiosity and playfulness. I wanted to color and play games and draw on the sidewalks with chalk! My life was forever changed that day in August. There was no more denying my truth, going back to “sleep,” or pretending that I didn't have a small flashlight and a spiritual Swiss army knife with me at all times. I knew I had all the tools I needed to start creating the life I truly desired. A new life built upon a foundation of love, balance, grace, service, joy, light and passion, but it was up to me to build it.
About the Author
As a Holistic Chiropractor and Massage Therapist, Melissa has spent countless hours supporting and helping her clients heal through physical and emotional trauma.
Melissa now shares her wisdom and experience through teaching the sacred union of feminine, masculine and the child within; through traversing the dark night of the soul; by expounding the wisdom of Mother Earth; and by teaching you how to connect with Spirit.
Melissa serves as a Wayshower, a Teacher, a Healer, and a Guide to help you live a life of freedom and authenticity, and to assist you in co-creating your Heaven upon this New Earth.
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Instagram: @melissa.a.crane & Clubhouse: @macranedc
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