Hail Hel, Gracious Mistress of Eternity , She who is Patient and Wise!
Great honour to You Mother of the Dead, Patron of the Outcasts.
Great glory to the Still One, who never lies.
Gracious One, Quiet One, who cares for the misfits, the sick, the weak, and those who walk between the worlds in states of mental illness.
Your touch of mortality is a reminder to me of the fragility of life.
Your mystery ,shining darkly within my Soul,Your whispering deep in my heart, is the ever present reminder of death, and decay.
Mighty Mother of the Black Veil, You are feared by most and loved by those who understand Your true nature.
Blessed be Thou!
May we remember You and Your blessings throughout all times.
May we find our way into Your embrace when we greet the world of afterlife.
May we all come in hope and not despair.
Hail Hel, who holds the faithful.
Great honour to the All-Embracing Mother!

Thank you Hela, for your patience and presence

Hela, please help seal away the person who keeps making my truth a lie

For this, I will live by your rules.

Hail Hel,Great Goddess of Endless Transformations!
Hail to the Mighty Mistress of the Deadlands.
Gracious Hel,Mother of Bones, so dark and so fair, so grim and so gentle, we thank You for Your goodness and graciousness,for Your open-handed hospitality and care of those who have gone before us.
Thank You Hel, for the blessing of peace that comes from Your strength and ancient wisdom.
All hail and gratitude to the Lady of Decay, to the Goddess of all Endings and Beginnings!
My Mighty Queen of the Deathlands , Sister of the Great Wolf, I praise You and offer You my tears, my pain and my fear.
My beloved and adored Dark Mother, who sits quietly waiting, may You always be my guide and my comfort- thank You for all, thank You for being You.

Hail Hel, the Darkest and the Brightest,Great Queen of the Deadlands!
Hail to the Keeper of the Holy Mysteries, the All Embracing Dark Mother!
Thank You, Hel, Heedful Guardian of the World's Renewal,Holder of the Last Hope for Your goodness and graciouness You grant to those, who have gone before us into the unknown, to our honoured dead who dwell within Your halls.