Hail Hela, great keeper of the dead. May you welcome those who come to you in death and show them the comfort in your silence.

May all those in your realm be remembered and loved during this season and throughout the years.

May all who fear death find a home in your embrace.

Hail Hela!

Please let me get this job helping the women and children at the shelter.

If I do get this job, I promise to work hard, both at the job and in school. I wont take it for granted. I will remain humble to your will. I will cover if it is your will. I will quit bucking and arguing.

Goddess, Half-Rotted One,

Thank you for gifting our family with my youngest brother, a soul delivered from your arms to ours and beloved from the moment we held him

Thank you for the death of the cancer cells that made him unwell

Thank you for the gift of chemotherapy, the medicinal poisons that kill in small measures and restore balance to the life cycle of cells

Thank you for giving my brother a little more time on this earth, to be with us, and be loved.

Thank you, Hela. Hail to Hela, Half-Rotted! Hail to the darkest and the brightest, Mother Death! Nurse of souls, Great Healer, Cold One, we remember You.

Hail Hela!

, please help ... Help me block out all these awful people and let them learn their lesson! I know you are already with me, I feel you now, but help me block them quickly so I may study and be a person who will make you proud.

For this, I will become the best RN I can be and give the respect and appreciation to the elders on my path. As I have always done but now I will give you praise as I do it.