Come on in, Darlin’

Well Bless My Stars—You're Here!

You’ve just stepped into my little corner of the cosmic stage. Whether you found me through a spark of intuition, a shimmer of sequins, or a BLESSING CARD™ fluttering in the breeze, you’re right where Spirit wanted you to be.

Hey there, sugar. My name’s Serena Rae Delacorte, but most folks just call me Serena the Seer™—psychic medium, spiritual entertainer, aura reader, and blessin’-card tossin’ Southern belle of the unseen world.

I was born beneath a full moon and a magnolia tree in Savannah, Georgia, where the veils are thin and the iced tea is sweet.

I always knew I was a little different—I could hear things other folks couldn’t, feel heartaches that weren’t mine, and dream about places I’d never been.

Mama said I had “the gift.”

Meemaw said I had “the sight.”

Me? I think I’ve just got a good set of ears and a soul tuned like a crystal radio.

I did my first official reading at the Chatham County Fair, sittin’ in a booth between the candied pecans and the kissing booth. I wore a sparkly scarf and shuffled a borrowed deck of cards. I remember how I told a man he was about to come into money—and don’t you know he won the hog-calling contest and got a ribbon and a check? Been booked solid ever since.

Bless Your Soul

These days, I travel the country, offerin’ messages from the great beyond—one sparkle-draped stage at a time. My signature shows feature:

LED candles glowin’ like angel wings
My pink velvet faintin’ couch for dramatic revelations
Blue Moon, my crystal ball (he’s real sensitive)
Lil’ Joe, my sassier-than-thou pendulum
And of course, Baby—my darlin' Chihuahua, always perched on her pillow and ready to yap at spirits I ain’t seen yet

I also end every reading with a little love from the other side. Maybe you’ve heard me say:

“They’re rockin’ on the porch, just past the veil.”
“They’re down by the fishin’ hole, watchin’ the sunrise.”
“They’re tappin’ their boots outside Graceland, waitin’ for you to sing backup.”

Different spirits. Same message. They’re still with you, darlin’. Always have been. Always will be.

My Beliefs

I believe Spirit surrounds us like honeysuckle in July.
I believe every heartbreak can be healed.
I believe every coincidence is a case of God winkin’ at you.
I believe in glitter, glamour, and wearin’ turquoise on a Tuesday.
I believe laughter is a form of holy communion—especially when it makes your mascara run.
I believe a kind word can change the world.
I believe your ancestors still root for you every single day.
I believe in signs and symbols and sweet tea.
I believe the goosebumps when spirit shows up uninvited but oh-so-needed.
I believe your gut is smarter than your head and your soul never lies.
I believe in slow dances, second chances, and the healing power of a long porch chat.
And I believe the ones we love are never really gone... they’re just sippin’ sweet tea in the garden and waitin’ on us to join them.

And honey, when I tell you that your dearly departed mama’s still bossin’ you from beyond, you best believe it.

Baby

This here is Baby. Shes got the soul of a grandmama, the bark of a banshee, and better spirit sense than most folks I meet.

Blue Moon

Here’s Blue Moon, my crystal confidante who only glows when the veil’s thin—or the gossip’s real good.

Lil' Joe

Say hey to Lil’ Joe—he’s moody, dramatic, and swings sassier than a Baptist choir on Sunday

Beneath the Bouffant

Sure, I wear rhinestone caftans, bless everything that moves, and keep Mystic Magnolia™ perfume in my purse. But underneath it all, I’m just a Southern girl tryin’ to help folks feel seen, loved, and maybe a little less afraid of what comes next.

Some folks come to my shows hopin’ for spectacle. They leave with closure.
Some come rollin’ their eyes. They leave wipin’ tears.
And some just come for Baby. I don’t blame ‘em.

Meet Me at “Mystics on Main Street”

Well, butter my biscuits and call me clairvoyant—I've got news!

I’m pleased as punch (and not just the spiked kind) to announce that I’ll be makin’ a very special appearance as the celebrity guest star at the one-and-only Mystics on Main Street festival in the charming little town of Mystic Springs.

It’s one of those “blink and you’ll miss it” towns—unless the spirits decide to pull you in. And honey, they’ve been tuggin’ at my rhinestones for weeks now.

What to Expect

A glitter-drenched group reading under the stars
BLESSING CARDS™ tossed into the crowd like divine confetti
The debut of Blue Moon’s newest vision (he’s been itchin’ to spill secrets)
Lil’ Joe stirrin’ up spiritual sass
And of course, an appearance by Baby, the real star of the show

So pack your crystals, grab your glitter, and get ready to be blessed, baby. I’ll see y’all at the Main Street magic show—with a faintin’ couch, a crystal ball, and a whole lotta love from the other side.

Come ANd Be Blessed

I pass out BLESSING CARDS™ like party favors—each one heart-felt and heaven-sent. Folks say my words stick to their souls like warm biscuits to gravy.

A Message from the Other Side

Now listen close, sugar: Serena the Seer™ may feel real (bless her rhinestoned heart), but she’s actually a fictional character conjured up in A Magical Mess, a magical cozy mystery by author Cielle Kenner.

So while Serena can’t actually contact your Uncle Earl on the other side (unless he’s got Wi-Fi), she sure can charm the boots off a ghost. And if you’re smilin’ right now? Well, that’s the real magic.

This site is for entertainment and literary sparkle only. But darlin’, don’t let that stop you from believin’ in a little mystery, a little moonlight, and a whole lotta heart.

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