My name is Madeline Giles (she/her), and I am devoted to creating meaningful experiences that nourish our true nature.

 

as a somatic guide and breath facilitator, My services have been described as “magical yet deeply practical” and “genuinely loving, gentle, and nourishing without bypassing the harder parts of being human.”

I hold a Master’s degree in Spiritual Psychology from the University of Santa Monica and am a certified ReBloom Coach, an archetypal method for somatic trauma resolution and post-traumatic growth created by Rachael Maddox. I apprenticed in herbalism through an immersion with the Gaia School of Healing and Earth Education from 2016-2018, and I’m trained in breathwork facilitation through David Elliott’s 4-level Healer Training.

I began publicly sharing offerings nearly a decade ago through founding Angelic Breath Healing, a breathwork practice that facilitates attuning to compassionate support from within. I published my first book Then I Woke Up: Dreaming with Mother Earth in spring 2024.

My path has taught me to be highly discerning in the wild world of spiritual wellness, and I bring a sense of practicality and discernment into sessions with clients, inviting attunement to discernment into your own path.

I currently reside in Colorado with my partner and endless blooms of herbs and houseplants.

 

You might be here because you’re highly sensitive, empathic, and creative – no matter what form that takes in your life.

You might feel challenged with experiencing a sense of belonging on Earth, openly owning your magic, and perhaps you struggle with regularly overriding your desires to make other people comfortable and happy. You miiiight regularly seek outside yourself for answers, agonize over making decisions, and sometimes question if what you feel is actually real. You perhaps resonate with feeling unsafe in your body, yet are doing your absolute best to show up and participate in your life regardless.

You know in your heart that you are here to be YOU, and you’re seeking empowering assistance to create a strong foundation for that freedom, to walk through the thresholds of who you’re becoming, and rebloom your beliefs about what’s possible.

How’s that land for you? If it resonates - I am so glad you’ve found your way here💕

 
 

 

SOME THINGS I BELIEVE

  • For much of human history, communicating with angels, fairies, flowers, plants, and trees has been revered as practical, necessary and *collectively empowering* rather than a woo-woo fantasy. I believe these practices are a crucial part of restoring harmony, both to the planet and to the people who inhabit it.

  • I believe we are all one-of-a-kind flowers born to bloom in Earth’s emergent and ever-evolving garden. I honor each person’s nervous system as unique, and I don’t believe healing is one-size-fits-all.

  • I believe Divine Support is our birthright - and while the words, practices, and ways of spiritually attuning likely look different for each of us, that ultimately: all rivers lead to the ocean.

  • I believe in the relentless Grace of God - and regularly return to Christ’s teaching that “faith the size of a mustard seed” is all that’s needed to move mountains.

 

A glimpse of my inner world

I’m a beekeeper. I dream of regenerative gardens and a life devoted to listening to the land, trees, Fae, and bees.

I want a freshly picked bouquet of multicolored wildflowers at the center of a handcrafted farm table with twinkling candlelights. As the table fills with the faces of my loved ones, I remind guests to mind the mead offerings for the Fae.

I dream of sharing true seasonal abundance together, embracing and savoring late autumn and deep winter as a necessary descent into dreaming, into death, into rest as vital nourishment for the resurrection and renewal of spring.

I see flickers of this life in the way I feel and live my life today. And yet, this well-tended dream seed doesn’t erase or deny the smoke plumes rising, the helicopter’s engine transporting water again and again to another wildfire in the north. The record-breaking temps that propel some to say, “this is the coldest summer of the future.” My dreams of living in full harmony with the earth amplify the urgency of her current cries for help.

Recently on a walk in my neighborhood, I saw children playing wiffleball while the world burned on the horizon behind them.

This is my present view. I wonder: what is my future? Our future? How will we meet this moment? Will we root to the occasion and take powerful collective action?

No matter what, I refuse to feed my dreams with doom. I will keep seeking spaces where little me turns into regenerative We. No matter what, I will seek and share ways to plant prayers of possibility.

 

How to work with me