Hela Blog

Welcome to HELA Soul — a space for awareness, embodiment, and gentle transformation. Today, let’s explore how the nervous system always chooses  survival first , and how awareness opens the door to  choice . No matter where you are right now — walking, cooking, or driving — you don’t need to change a thing. Simply take a moment to notice that you’re here, reading these words, and allow yourself to slow down. Survival Before Choice Many of us, especially women, live daily insi

🌱 Emotional intelligence begins at home When a child’s feelings are rushed, minimized, or redirected — even with love — they begin to tuck pieces of themselves away. They learn to measure their emotions rather than trust them. To please rather than express. To stay quiet rather than reach out. This isn’t failure. It’s conditioning. And you, Mother, are the cycle-breaker. Through your presence, your attunement, your willingness to sit in truth — healing begins. 🤍

Open female hand gently cupping falling golden dust on a soft pink background, symbolizing receiving, letting go, and spiritual abundance.”

Today’s meditation didn’t feel like “just a meditation.”It felt like stepping back into a dimension I have known for a very long time. Because I’ve been meditating for years, it’s easy now for me to slip into this other dimension—the dimension of the soul. When I close my eyes and drop in, I don’t just relax. I move into a place where I feel directly connected to God, to my soul, to my intuition, as if a doorway opens and I suddenly have double access: one part of me here in

The meditation I did today was not “just a visualization.” It was a doorway into a new era of who I am becoming: Hela the teacher, Hela the Awakener, Hela the creator, Hela the speaker. After months of solitude, financial collapse, rebuilding from nothing, and choosing trust over hustle, this imaginal journey showed me that my inner world has reorganized around a deeper identity. I want to document it here, not as a fantasy, but as a map of my consciousness in this moment of

Hela Awakening Soul is the space where I document what resurrection looks like in real life—after narcissistic abuse, after financial and emotional collapse, after losing myself and choosing to be reborn. This story is one moment in that journey: a simple letter, a charged dream, and the quiet realization that I am no longer the one who carries other people’s debts. Yesterday, I was standing in my office, doing something very ordinary: checking the mail. Mixed in with the usu

This morning, as I put my dogs in the car to grab coffee and drive into the hills, I noticed thick fog resting in the middle of the buildings. It didn’t feel like ordinary weather. It felt symbolic. I didn’t just see a city covered in mist. I saw people. I saw our community. I saw our country. I saw society. It looked like collective brain fog—eyes unable to truly see, minds dy-sregulated, covered by layers of noise, fear, conditioning, and distraction. So much presses in on

One of my daughters taught me something profound —and it arrived in a dream before it arrived in real life. A few nights ago, I saw her in a way I had never seen her before: Not performing. Not pushing. Not rushing. Not trying to be who the world wants her to be. But soft. Creative. Feminine. Expressive. Completely connected to herself. She was barefoot…breathing…drawing…singing…playing her guitar near the water…free in her soul, free in her emotions, free in her truth. It wa

Money, my beloved, I want to confess to you today that I am ready to open a new page in our relationship. For years, I looked at you through the eyes of need — through goal-setting, chasing, fearing loss, and clinging tightly. But today, I choose something different. Today, I choose to create from love. To receive easily. To release control. To allow you to flow to me through love and care. Because the feeling of receiving from love has no words — it’s pure, it’s divine, it’s