I’m going to Hel. And I’m taking you with me!
Journeying to visit departed loved ones almost always means s journey to Hel. It’s not as scary as it sounds.
First I set the mood. Candles. Incense. Those always help me travel. The smell of white sage is almost enough to put me in a trance. But that’s how I’ve trained myself to respond. I always use that incense when I journey. So my brain knows when I smell it burning that something’s up.
Then I drum. And chant. As I’m journeying to Hel I chant Hela’s name. That sets my intention firmly in mind. Intention is a big player in these scenarios. Without proper intention I would just wander about aimlessly. But I have a goal. Keeping that in mind helps.
Soon I’m in a trance. I keep drumming and chanting. Next thing I know I’m at the gates of Hel. I always experience this realm as a type of desert. Hot. Dry. Dead. It is a rather bleak landscape. But I press on.
Hela greets me. I throw some meat at the dog at the gates. Hela seems to appreciate that gesture.
She is beautiful to me. Well half of her is anyway. Beautiful and calm. But for me there’s always a windstorm in her wake. But she herself is the calm in the midst of that storm.
I ask to speak with a departed loved one. She nods and goes inside the gate. I wait. Then she returns. Sometimes with the loved one I wish to speak to. Sometimes with someone else. Sometimes she returns alone and tells me that no one has any wisdom to share with me at this time.
If I’m lucky and someone wishes to speak with me we’ll have our conversation. With Hela standing close by as if to watch. It seems to me she likes to know exactly what’s going on. I never question her intent.
Then it’s time to leave. I thank Hela for her assistance. I thank the departed loved ones. I begin drumming again. My journey has ended for the day.
Thats a quick overview of how I talk to the dead. Pretty easy once you’ve mastered getting into trance. And Hel is not such a bad place after all!