Veronica Anile shared their story and experiences with us recently and you can find our conversation below.
Veronica, so good to connect and we’re excited to share your story and insights with our audience. There’s a ton to learn from your story, but let’s start with a warm up before we get into the heart of the interview. What do you think others are secretly struggling with—but never say?
I think many people are struggling with spiritual health, but it’s the one area no one really talks about. We hear so much about mental and physical wellness, but no one asks, “How’s your soul?” In the age of social media, people present curated happiness while quietly carrying **unhealed trauma** they’ve labeled as “healed” just because they can repeat affirmations. There’s this pressure to “think positive” all the time, as if that alone will erase deep pain or generational wounds.
So many are also struggling with boundaries, saying yes when they want to say no, abandoning themselves to be liked, or mistaking overgiving for love. And underneath it all, there’s often a silent war with self-worth and self-love; they don’t know who they are without validation, performance, or roles.
I also see a growing identity crisis. People don’t know if they’re being who they truly are or just who they think they’re supposed to be. They’re exhausted trying to find their “brand” while losing touch with their soul.
And then there’s money the hidden relationship that controls so much. People either chase it obsessively in desperate need or feel shame around loving it for the freedom it brings. They confuse success with visibility, and love with lifestyle.
But deep down, many are just trying to feel safe, seen, and whole.
Can you briefly introduce yourself and share what makes you or your brand unique?
My name is Veronica, known as Veronica the Psychic Healer. I was born in Mexico and proudly carry the ancestral blood of the Aztecs. I’m an international psychic healer, medium, and curandera. My work focuses on spirit animal readings, mediumship, ancestral limpias, and emotional-spiritual healing that goes beyond the trendy self-help culture. I believe true healing is raw, spiritual, and often inconvenient, and that a connection to God is the vital first step to a healthier state of mind.
I’m also an international bestselling author of 3 books—My Life, My Story: God, You Owe Me, Holy Sh*t I’m a Fu***ng Psychic, and The Spirit Animal Medium. Each of these books holds my truth: from childhood abduction and sexual trauma and addiction to spiritual awakening and obeying the calling of a curandera/healer. I also co-authored a bestselling children’s book series with my partner Ivana Tattoo Art to help kids access confidence and creativity through visualization, meditation, and manifestation tools.
What makes my brand different is that I don’t pretend healing is pretty. I’ve lived through the chaos, and I bring that truth into every reading, every talk, and every session. I believe forgiveness is as crucial as the air we breathe, and as a self-proclaimed spiritual comedian, I believe laughter is sacred medicine.
Right now, I’m focused on expanding my psychic healing sessions, deepening my spiritual health seminars, and continuing to speak to audiences who are truly ready to open their minds and their hearts. My mission is clear: to bring spiritual health into the same conversation as mental and physical wellness, and to make what some call taboo feel necessary, normal, and respected.
Okay, so here’s a deep one: What did you believe about yourself as a child that you no longer believe?
I believed being Mexican was something to hide.
As a child who was kidnapped and smuggled into the U.S. in the 80s, I carried deep shame. I was raised in whitewashed El Paso by a man who taught me that my mother’s culture our language, our food, our music, was something to erase. I learned to survive by assimilating. I straightened my hair, stopped speaking Spanish, traded arroz y frijoles for pizza and PB&Js, and buried the vibrant little girl who once danced matachines and wore her heritage with joy.
I believed that to be safe, I had to be silent about where I came from. I believed I had to be less Mexican to be accepted.
But I no longer believe that.
After years of trauma, addiction, and disconnection, I found my path as a psychic healer and curandera. And with it, came a homecoming. It took me 43 years to reclaim the parts of me I was told to be ashamed of. Today, I don’t just love being Mexican, I honor it in every reading, every limpia, every spirit animal message, every story I tell.
I now believe that my heritage is not a burden. It’s my power.
What have been the defining wounds of your life—and how have you healed them?
I was born into trauma. Abandoned by my own mother, only to be kidnapped into a life of torture. I was raised in silence, shame, and survival. I endured sexual abuse, psychological torment, physical illness, spiritual disconnection, and deep emotional isolation. I carried wounds that no one wanted to see, and most of my adult life, I tried to numb them.
I became a drug addict in my teens and soon, crystal meth ruled my world. I was high-functioning but dead on the inside.
I wore masks, served others, looked like I had it all together, but inside, I was still in the dark closet where I hid from my abusers. I should have given in to my depression and ended up dead in a hotel somewhere where no one would care to find me.
And yet… I survived. But I didn’t just survive, I transformed. Because somewhere in the wreckage, I found the doorway to healing.
My healing came as a psychic mediumship gift. It came in limpias, egg cleanses, spirit animal readings, and in the quiet prayers I whispered to ancestors and in sacred silence.
In writing my books that yelled out loud what I was never supposed to say.
It came when I realized healing isn’t about erasing the past, it’s about reclaiming it with power.
I don’t heal for my clients. I heal with them.
Because I’ve been there in the addiction, in the shame, in the broken identity. I’ve lived through the pain of pretending to be okay just to survive. And now, I use that story as medicine. My story is not polished. It is not perfect. It is holy.
Today, I love my body because I love my story. I love what I do in this body. I touch, I see, I speak, I cleanse.
And now, I help others do the same. Because if I could survive everything I’ve been through and still come home to myself, so can others.
Every wound I carry became part of the healing I offer. Every scar is now sacred, and I wouldn’t change a thing.
Because the healer I’ve become was born from everything they tried to silence and everything I lived through.
Sure, so let’s go deeper into your values and how you think. What are the biggest lies your industry tells itself?
The biggest lie in the spiritual and wellness industry is that healing is pretty. It’s not. Real healing is raw. It’s crying on your kitchen floor. It’s facing the parts of your story you’ve tried to spiritualize away. You can’t affirm your way out of trauma. You can’t chant or crystal your way past childhood torture, addiction, or abandonment. That’s not healing, that’s bypassing. Some will take your money and tell you that if you light a candle, say your affirmations, and “raise your vibration,” everything will be fine. But real healing? It’s messy. It’s ugly crying. It’s rage. It’s grieving the mother who never loved you. It’s detoxing from the drugs you used to stay alive. It’s facing the shame you buried under perfection and positivity.
Another lie? That a few tools make you whole.
People think if they just drink cacao, sage the room, and journal under the full moon, they’ll be “aligned.” But real alignment doesn’t happen until you go deep enough to forgive yourself and forgive others, even the ones who never said sorry. Especially yourself.
I’ve had to forgive a lot: The mother who abandoned me and the men who abused me. The ones who took advantage and stole the little bit I had to my name. I had to forgive the version of me who kept going back or turning the other cheek and being “kind.”
But the hardest forgiveness of all was toward myself, for surviving the only way I knew how.
And once I forgave, I remembered the one thing this industry forgets to teach:
Only love is real.
Not performance, not perfection, and not pretending you’re healed just because you teach others.
The industry also lies when it puts the healer above the client. I call bs. I don’t heal people. I heal with them. I walk through the pain beside them because I’ve lived it, as an addict, as the abandoned, as the ashamed, as the unloved, as the homeless, etc. And now I’ve returned to myself with love.
So here’s my truth: Your spirit doesn’t need fixing. It needs remembering.
Your pain doesn’t need hiding. It needs honoring.
And your healing doesn’t need to be pretty.
It just needs to be real.
Okay, so before we go, let’s tackle one more area. What do you understand deeply that most people don’t?
Death.
Not just as an ending, but as a presence. I think about death constantly every day, almost every minute. Not because I’m afraid of it, but because I’m fascinated by it.
Now that I work with spirit, now that I sit in mediumship sessions and feel the presence of those who’ve passed, I see death differently. It’s not the opposite of life. It’s part of life. It’s an invitation to pay attention to really look at the beauty in your life.
Most people avoid thinking about death. They bury it beneath busyness, denial, and distractions. But I welcome it into the room. I listen. I ask questions. I feel what most people are afraid to feel. And through that, I’ve learned that death doesn’t take love away, it just changes the shape of the relationship.
Working with past loved ones has taught me how to be fully alive with my people. It’s made me honest, clear, direct and brave. It’s made me cherish every touch, every word, every meal. It’s made me be very strict with every soul I cross paths with, too.
And it’s deepened my purpose as a healer because when you understand death, you stop wasting time. You start speakingthe truth. You love harder. You forgive faster.
I don’t fear death. I study her. And in doing so, I’ve learned how to live.
Contact Info:
- Website: https://veronicathepsychichealer.com/
- Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/veronicathepsychichealer/
- Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/people/Veronica-Anile/100090301700077/
- Other: https://www.tiktok.com/@veronicathepsychichealer
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