HAPPY 2026!

 

Dear friends,

It has been quiet here, as I have building a new nest for my lines to land.

I have moved my blog space to Substack where I will continue to share with you my thoughts.

The nest I have created is called Letters That Hold.

You can find me here:   Letters That Hold

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Happy 2026!

Hope this year will transform you lovingly, joyfully, magically.

Love,

Hele

Grateful for the Year in Retrospect 🌸✨

 

2025 was a magical year.

For me, it was one of the most loving years so far.

 

In January, I watched films that moved my core and made my fingertips tingle. This is where the fairy tale began.

 In February, I filmed the most beautiful clips in one of the most magical forests I have seen so far and enjoyed heartfelt conversations with the trees.

 In March, I sang, danced, restructured, recalibrated, and journaled to encourage my entire self to grow steadily in my desired direction.

 In April, I was still singing, but I also listened more closely to the trees while writing – making meaning and merging the pieces that were still there.

 In May, I walked barefoot in several ancient, welcoming forests, recorded my first song, filmed a commercial, and wrote down the lines of poetry the trees whispered to me while I sat with them.

 In June, I was making mandalas and polishing BLOOM! until I released it.

 In July, I travelled, held my daily talks with the ocean, and shape-shifted through new revelations. I also wrote a poem about a Valerian plant who smiled to me.

 In August, I was cocooned, growing more deeply into my truth, and joiked to a bunch of a wild cats that all listened patiently.

 In September, I bathed in poetry in a way that I never had before that led me to a heart full of healing songs that washed over me like singing tides.

In October, I wrote and read, tightly in a bud, quietly observing the world within and around me, while Life suddenly connected me to the corner of the world where I feel home.

 In November, I was swept by love like never before.

 In December,  (I savoured the fullness of the year).

 

𝐿𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀,

I am thankful for how present I allowed myself to be in every single moment.

I am thankful for the rewiring I have done to choose love – always.

I am thankful for those who stepped into my life and for those who left; when you don’t fight for anything, you align with what is truly, divinely yours.

I am deeply thankful for my journey with my brothers in song, Isaac & Thorald – thank you for helping me meet my song. Only the Universe knows how long it had been waiting for me out there!

I am thankful for the time spent healing with music and song.

I am thankful for the time spent creating mandala art.

I am thankful for the time spent writing and reading.

I am thankful for the thousands of eyes reading my posts.

I am thankful for the first true time spent with myself.

And most of all, I am so deeply grateful for the time spent with my forest, with my plants, with my heron, with my squirrels, with my blueberries, with my dragonflies, with my elks, deer, and badgers, with the starry sky over my home, with the waterlily islands, and with my beloved lake.

𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈.

 

I love this year – it has been absolutely magnificent.

 

I hope your year has also been empowering, soul-cleansing, heart-purifying, and warm, because you chose more love and less fear.

 

I hope your year has been magical, unfolding new paths and revealing new routes within.

I hope your year has been healing and kind, helping you release the threads of life that no longer align with the tapestry you wish your life to be.

 

I hope your year has helped you choose honesty, sincerity, truth – the truth that feels light in your heart, inspires and elevates, connects, and grows. The kind of truth that generates beauty, joy, abundance, love, and harmony.

 

And most of all, I hope your year has given you glimpses into the wholeness and holiness of living – moments where you have felt flow – the merging with life and everything around you.

 

May the upcoming year be

even more magical,

even more loving, and

even more inspiring.

 

𝑀𝒶𝓎 𝒾𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓊𝓈, 𝓈𝑜𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝓊𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓊𝓈 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓂.

𝑀𝒶𝓎 𝒾𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓊𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓉, 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓉𝒽𝓎, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝒷𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓃𝓉.

𝑀𝒶𝓎 𝒾𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓊𝓈 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎.

I WISH YOU A MAGICAL LAST DAY OF THE YEAR!

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May peace be with you.

♡ Hele

Grateful for the Flower

 

Dear rose,

if there is one flower in particular that has changed my world and helped me to unfold on every level, it is you.

 

I am grateful beyond words for your magic and wisdom, which I began to implement into my daily schedule from the very beginning of this year, as your wisdom entered my life through books and the miraculous messages of the oracle. From that moment, I learned so much from you, and felt something deep within me quietly shift.

 

Then, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊. Just sit and listen. I kept bringing you home from the flower shops, a bouquet after a bouquet, and sat with you in the early mornings, making space for your wisdom and medicine to speak. You truly are a wise flower, offering far more than beauty alone.

 

As I came to know your medicine a little better and grew familiar with our conversations, I began to invite you into my meditation. You seeped gently into my breathwork practices – and soon, instead of breathing through my heart, I breathed through a rose at the centre of my heart. 𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒. And so I started to plant roses everywhere within me, breathing through them, which in the long run created so much space and such deep clarity.

 

Dear rose, I let you in. I allowed you to become a part of me, a part of my way of living.

 

In return, you taught me to surrender – and along with that, to forgive and to love more deeply. You taught me to give away my troubles by saying: I hand over this trouble of mine, trusting that it will be taken care of for me in the best possible way. That moment became a turning point. 𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝒻𝓉𝑒𝒹, 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝑒𝒹. I was recalibrated breath by breath, step by step. The boundaries were widened, letting in more love and more understanding. There was more room for co-creation, and more peace for self-awareness to thrive.

 

Dear rose, what a beautiful gift you have been to me. I cannot thank you enough. I have held you at the centre of my heart throughout this entire year, learning from you and living by your truth, your beauty, and your wisdom. I have learned to know and trust your ways more deeply. Thank you for showing me what else is possible. Thank you for showing me how good it can possibly get. Thank you for teaching me how to love better, every single day.

 

There is always a place for you in my home.

 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒶 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝑔𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓃.

 

I love you, dear rose.  

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May peace be with you.

♡ Hele

Bloom Where You Are Planted

 

Dear friend,

just a quick note, a gentle reminder. 

It’s okay to not be okay every day. Life, after all, is not a straight path – it’s messy, winding, and full of unexpected turns. There will be moments of doubt, frustration, and heaviness, and that is entirely human. Yet even in the mess, your heart remains your compass. Trust it. It knows the way forward, even when the mind is clouded or weary.

Change begins with gratitude – not just the easy kind, but the deep, accepting kind. The kind that allows you to say “This is my life as it is, right now,” and still choose not to be defined by it. It is the gentle recognition of reality paired with the courage to keep going, to build and create a home within yourself first, before expecting the world to mirror it.

If there’s one truth I’ve learned from life, it’s this: 𝒷𝓊𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝒶 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃. When you are at peace with yourself – when you are in good terms with your own heart, kind, understanding, and loving – you carry home wherever you go. The inner world always shapes the outer; the calm, love, and acceptance within you are reflected back in the world around you.

𝒫𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 – 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃.

Make peace with yourself. You are your home. You are the constant presence in your life, the one who never leaves, the one who carries you through each day. You are the garden that feeds you, the sanctuary that shelters you. So treat yourself with the care, gentleness, and patience you would offer to someone you love dearly.

This is why change doesn’t require elaborate plans, endless preparations, or complicated methods. True change begins now, in this very moment, with a simple, determined decision to adjust your present based on what feels nourishing, true, and right for you. Not by trying to restructure the world outside, but by reshaping the story in your mind. By retelling your own narrative in a way that brings relief, peace, and love.

Not because you are pretending, not because you are waiting for others to act differently, but because you are willing to show up fully for yourself. To hold yourself, guide yourself, and nurture yourself with a wholehearted presence you may never have given before. It may feel unfamiliar, even difficult, at first – but anything worth having always requires patience, courage, and persistence. And just as you wouldn’t know peace without first experiencing its absence, you also wouldn’t know the beauty of self-compassion without first learning to cultivate it.

So bloom where you are planted. Start where you are. Trust the process. Trust yourself. The roots you grow today will nourish the flowers of tomorrow. 𝒮𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓉𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓊𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓁𝒹.

Here is your gentle reminder.

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May peace be with you.

Hele

It's June 30th - and BLOOM! IS OUT!

 

Dear friends,

it has been such a rollercoaster of a day, but it’s finally complete - BLOOM! is out!

This book has been a truly personal journey for me - one that began even before the lockdown and has now come full circle. It was never my intention to share BLOOM! with the world. When I began writing, it was for myself, for a friend, for my family, and for those who came before and will come after me.

This past year has been a deep and transformative experience. Traveling creatively with Thorald and Isaac Koren through my personal musical streams has taught me so much about myself. The journey led me to the realization that I do want to share BLOOM! with anyone who feels called to walk beside me.

BLOOM! consists of forty chapters, each seasoned with my flower art. It's a collection of reflections from my inner journey — a journey through emotions and elements I’ve encountered and come to understand along the way. I've always been fascinated by how the human mind and heart work. That’s why many of the chapters include questions that invite you to explore your own emotions and life experiences.

BLOOM! is available for a donation starting at just $1 —just  buy me a sunflower, and it’s yours. I wanted to make it as accessible as possible to anyone who feels drawn to join this blooming journey toward deeper self-acceptance and self-love. It’s about choosing to be,  to be fully, to be right here and right now. Because truly, there’s no better time to begin caring for yourself than this moment.

This book is my love letter to the word bloom — no doubt, my favourite word in English. To me, it sounds like fireworks. It calls you to open up, to be brave, to reveal and unfold your colours – both to yourself and to others,  and to do so without judgment.

𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈 "𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓂" 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊?

𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝒹𝑜𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒷 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁?

📩 Feel free to share your thoughts with me — by leaving me your comment here or via

 the contact page.

🌹 My new book, BLOOM!, is available on my website or here: 

 BLOOM! by Hele Flora

But for now, let's BLOOM! 

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May peace be with you

♡  Hele 

My single Roots is out now!

 

Over the past one and a half years, I have been journeying through musicscapes.
While being on the journey I’ve come to realize that singing is not about sounding perfect, but about sounding out – expressing the music that you are.

Your sound is unique. More importantly, your sound is a medicine.

You reside a song. That song is made of countless songs and are in a constant movement. Your songs can be your allies on your path to health and wholeness, true expression, abundance, higher wisdom – success in any form.  You are a song, and I am a song. Our songs come into this world through us, but they can reach far beyond ourselves.

This part of you is pure magic, and so I would rather not shape it too tightly with words. Instead, I’ll let it dance between the lines and invite you to feel whatever arises when you turn inward – when you listen to what your being wishes to share with you.

For a few years, I’ve been on an inward journey – drinking in my own self and the songs that live within me. I’ve been listening deeply and sounding outward. I’ve been learning to not only hear but to celebrate the music I am. It’s a new way of being. It’s been a wavy, winding path, one that has carried me to places I had never been before – all to prepare, to open, and to welcome the birth of my first song.

I want to thank my song from the bottom of my heart for waiting for me. And I want to thank my brothers in song – Thorald, who journeyed with me and my sound, and helped me bring the song home and Isaac, who has kept me grounded.

My big thank you goes to Kyle, for his wisdom and for holding space with his calm, steady presence, to Jenna for inspiration, and to Nancy, for our conversations throughout the journey.

Last but not least, heartfelt thanks to Chef Brian – for always believing in me, for nourishing me with both his food and his encouragement.

My debut song, Roots, is my anthem to Mother Nature, who has always held me so sweetly, so dearly, so unconditionally. It is my thank-you for everything She has ever taught me about love and magic.

Roots is now available for listening.

You can find it on Spotify, Apple Music, iTunes, and other platforms.

Click here to listen to it on Spotify:

Roots by Hele Flora

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May the force be with you.

♡  Hele

A Book Full of Flower Power!

 I have been a flower girl all my life. When I was a child, I sat in our flowerbeds and talked to the flowers. I knew all of them by name. I was so good at it that even my mum’s friends asked me to re-pot their plants because every plant I touched began to flourish shortly afterward.

Once, when I greeted a lilac bush in my friend’s garden in Northern Norway nearly every single day in August, it started to bloom in October. Everything in the garden was preparing themselves for another winter to come, but the lilac just bloomed. Fiercely. Everyone was baffled – except me. I have always thought of plants as my friends. And we all know, love makes everything bloom – plants, friends, sad stories, half-withered branches…everything.

My mum keeps telling me how I as a 3-years-old had declared that I was going to become a botanist—someone who grows flowers all day long. I don’t really remember saying or even thinking that, but I do know that I have loved flowers my whole life. They are part of who I am. For that reason, I suppose it isn’t too strange that I ended up creating flower mandalas.

A mandala is a form of sacred geometrical art, and I create mine using flowers, petals, and green leaves. I don’t even know what first gave me the idea. One day, I just knew I had to try it. At that time, there were no one else making flower mandalas. I even googled it, but found nothing. So, I had no idea how it would turn out, but as soon as I began, the magical world of flowers completely captivated me. I was endlessly an incurably inspired.

The thing about mandalas is that they hold a powerful frequency. They are like music—where a melody has the power to heal, comfort, calm, energize, and inspire without you having to do anything. Your mind has no say in the experience; it is your heart and soul that feel, sense and savour. A wrinkle is ironed out of the fabric of your soul, am ache is released from your story without any need for mental processing. It is all so subtle, so magical, so fast.

This is what art does. Art heals. Music heals. They speak to us in a language our minds don’t understand, but our souls do. Creating mandalas has changed the way I see All That Is. The hours spent with flowers have transformed and healed me. There is no going back from where I have come. All thanks to flowers.

Today, ten and a half years since my first flower mandala, flower art is still something I think about every day. To celebrate ten outrageously colourful years of my mandala art, I created a book – a collection of my mandalas from 2015 to 2021. It features the first six collections I have created. It is simple yet profound. Powerful yet calming. And it serves as my reminder of the importance of love, fun, and magic. Whenever these three wither from your life, you know you must start again and find a way to call them back—to awaken them. I know I do – I must be still and remind myself to be more humble, more present. Because if there were no fun, no flowers, and no fairytales on this planet, I probably would have planted myself somewhere else.

But hey, beautiful soul, what is YOUR dream? Where is it calling you? Are you following it? Are you listening and paying attention? Are you honouring you? You are the magic that needs to happen. You are the story that must be told. Those who are blooming are inspiring those who are preparing and those who are withering. There are many springs ahead of us. Let’ s keep inspiring one other!

I wish you a new week full of colors that remind you of who you truly are and that call you to follow your dream even more passionately. Let’s keep having fun! Let’s keep playing!

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May peace be with you.

♡  Hele