nurse practitioner

I am a Healing Bridge

As an Intuitive Integrative Nurse Practitioner, I bridge together the science of medicing with the art of healing. Unveiling the root of dis-ease is my speciality.

Intutitive Integrative Medicine

Deborah Maragopoulos

At the surface, the roots are biochemical. Diving deeper psychological roots can be uncovered,

but the core issues are often spiritual.

The soul speaks through the body in the symbolic language of dis-ease.

I try to help my patients reach their greatest potential by creating Joyous Transformations—body, mind, and soul.

The time is ripe for me to share my pearls of wisdom with the world.

Dearest Deborah,

How can I ever thank you? It’s simply because of your loving kindness and extraordinary wisdom that I have my life back! I feel better than ever and never knew I could feel this great in my 40’s and beyond! You’ve definitely found your calling and are answering it! Thank you! You are most certainly a life saver!

With all my love and gratitude,

Janette Malibu, CA

Hormonally Challenged

Being a woman entering the thrills of the perimenopausal rollercoaster does not make me an expert. It does make me genuinely empathetic with the Hormonally Challenged.

Being a neuro-immune-endocrine specialist for the past twenty years…well, that contributes to my expertise regarding hormones.

Yet as I receive more and more Hormonally Challenged patients into my holistic health care practice, my expertise becomes more and more refined. Like good wine, it takes years to reach the peak flavor of healing.

In 1997, I broke away from a conventional medical setting to begin an Intuitive Integrative Medicine practice. Full Circle Family Health is where I blend the Art of Healing with the Science of Medicine.

My specialty of natural hormones grew to encompass the gamut of endocrine disorders—diabetes, thyroid disease, adrenal deficiency, growth hormone deficiency, low metabolism, insomnia, fatigue, infertility, andropause, PMS, and anti-aging therapeutics. Still the majority of my patients were women going through the change of life.

One day I got a call from a local gynecological surgeon. “Deborah, I’m sending you all my weird hormone patients.”

I thanked him and asked what was so “weird” about them.

“Well, in medical school,” he answered, “you learn that A leads to B and occasionally C, but I get to Z and still can’t figure out these weird hormone cases.”

“That’s because, Dr G,” I explained, “endocrinology is not an exact science. It’s an art.”

“I’m a surgeon” he sighed. “you’re the artist, you can take care of them.”

That’s when I came up with the term—Hormonally Challenged. Health care providers are as challenged by hormonal issues as their patients.

My Hormone Story
Although conscious of being able to perceive things beyond my senses, I suppressed my gifts and pursued a scientific education to justify my “knowing.” Yet with the birth of my first baby, I could no longer deny my intuition.

Born Hormonally Challenged, my newborn stumped medical experts who advised a course of treatment that didn’t feel right. So I followed my intuition, against medical advice, and ushered my son through the maze of health care. My intuition proved correct. Scientific studies have since supported my decision.
In the midst of supporting my son through multiple corrective surgeries, I dreamt it was time to conceive my daughter. She was born full term, healthy, and very much connected. Consciously parenting bright, gifted children has been challenging, yet greatly rewarding.

When my son was later diagnosed with attention deficit disorder, I sought natural means to help him. And the universe gave me lots of opportunity to practice. Parents came from near and far with their developmentally delayed children to seek my care.

Intuitively, I felt that these children’s brains needed nourishment. Their parents willingly mixed the “brew” I prescribed because it worked, but they begged me to formulate a nutritional supplement to make it easier.

The hypothalamus is the master controller of the hormones, the immune system, and brain chemistry. Everything essential to life is orchestrated by the hypothalamus. The hormones literally sing to the DNA, and the DNA dances accordingly.

So I began intense research to find what I could feed the hypothalamus and harmonize the symphony of hormones, so the dance of the DNA can express health and vitality.

I believe healing is innate. If given the right ingredients, the body can heal itself. Searching for a nutritional support between genetics and the biochemical messengers of the neuro-immune-endocrine system, I was stymied until my son suggested I ask to be shown what to make. The answer came in a dream.

In My Dream…
I was standing before the Tree of Life, holding a golden chalice. My most Hormonally Challenged patients came to drink from the chalice and were healed. I awoke asking what was in the cup. The first answer came as seven Aramaic letters! Amazingly they translated into the same single letter denotations used for the seven amino acids I had been studying related to the hypothalamus.

For three months, I dreamt the same dream, awakening every morning with more ingredients for a special formula—nutritionally dense super foods to provide foundational support, herbs to support individual endocrine glands, the immune system and the brain, botanicals to enhance digestion and detoxification, and special amino acids to balance the hypothalamus— everything the body needs to optimize genetic potential.

This is how Genesis Gold® came through me to you.

Genesis Gold- Creation in a Bottle

3 Remembering Mary Magdalen: In Aramaic!

I have always been open to that which is unseen, unheard, unfelt by others. Although traditionally trained as a family nurse practitioner and in spite of  post graduate courses in molecular biology, quantum physics, neuro-immune-endocrinology, functional genetics and integrative medicine, I trust my intuition to guide me. It is my innate ability to perceive the root cause of dis-ease that patients seek.

Bridging the gap between the physical and the spiritual, the energy and the matter, I made profound insights into health and well being. My colleagues and patients enthusiastically encouraged me to write a healing book. In the summer of 2003, I struggled to compose a self-help manual, but nothing. So I prayed to be shown a way…and it came in a dream.

I believe in dreams. I dreamt of my children before conceiving them. I dreamt of the house we live in now. Even my nutritional formula, Genesis Gold®, came to me via dreams. The first one in Aramaic! Was I being prepared to receive a forgotten story?

 Sept 22nd, 2003 Just before dusk on the vernal equinox I was literally shown– experienced in body– how fear interferes with the connection. What went from a 24/7 experience in the emotion of gratitude, love, joy, delight, desire was absolutely cutoff by sheer panic while riding my high strung mare. Although hesitant I trusted Yeshua’s guidance but when Shane became spooked at something in the field, I perceived what felt like a divine set up.  Yeshua kept coming in and out, advising me to massage acupuncture points on her ears, to walk slowly, to breathe consciously, but terrified, Shane bolted. Unable to control her, I literally screamed for Yeshua, but it was as if we were cut off, barely making contact, like a radio station going in and out. Shane’s half ton of equine terror greatly magnified my fear. Even after I dismounted, she nearly trampled me. Shaking with anger, feeling abandoned, betrayed, the fear of separation from all I know was at the heart of my despair.Finally I began singing to calm us both—a lullaby I sang to the kids—“Do you know where you’re going? Do you know where you’ve been…” and through the song I answered the proverbial questions (why am I here, what is my purpose?)  I was shown that in my childhood I had constant connection. I remember speaking to G-D, but as I got older, I felt unsupported by the world and vanquished my emerging womanhood through anorexia. Somehow I believed that once I came into my feminine power, my mission would begin. How many years did I take the masculine stance in a world where only fierce competitors survived, imparting my intelligence, my strength, my courage, my leadership, but sacrificing the fullness of the sacred feminine. My fear cut off the divine connection then and now.Slowly settling, neck arched, head tucked into me as if I could protect her, Shane no longer trembled and snorted. Just before Yeshua finally slipped fully back into my consciousness I realized that the low vibration of fear had prevented me from connecting to his higher vibration. Only fear veils us from the Divine.