The Mother Wound Behind Your Money Blocks

What if earning wasn’t about mindset, but about your relationship with your mother?

There’s a truth most business advice avoids:

Your relationship with money is, in many ways, your relationship with the Mother: internal and ancestral.

Not the mother you text on holidays.

The archetypal Mother.

The first one who held you (or didn’t).

Who taught you, silently, what you had to do to be loved, safe, and worthy of care.

And most of us, especially women, are still earning from that place.

The Original Currency Wasn’t Cash. It Was Attention.

Before you had an offer, a niche, or a business model,

you had a nervous system shaped by proximity to love.

You reached. She responded . Or didn’t.

You needed. She froze.

You cried. She disappeared. Or overcompensated. Or made it about her.

These early moments imprinted something foundational:

"To receive… I must not need too much."

"To be loved… I must attune to her needs first."

"To be safe… I must make myself small, silent, or useful."

And these adaptations?

They become your business model.

Your Money Patterns Are Not Mindset. They’re Maternal.

You’re not procrastinating. You’re protecting.

You’re not “bad with money.”

You’re unconsciously managing a loyalty to a mother who struggled with her own worth, power, or voice.

You delay raising your prices?

→ It’s safer than becoming “too much.”

You shrink before launching?

→ You’re honoring the energetic pact not to outgrow her.

You sabotage abundance the moment it arrives?

→ Because somewhere, your nervous system believes that wealth = exile from the feminine bond.

The Unspoken Pact

So many brilliant, intuitive, gifted women are walking around with this silent contract etched into their body:

“I won’t be more free than she was.”

“I won’t be more seen than she could handle.”

“I won’t earn more, shine more, live more , if it risks losing her love.”

And while your adult self sets income goals…

your inner child is still negotiating survival.

She doesn’t care about 10k months.

She wants to belong.

The Business as a Mirror of the Mother

Your business becomes the arena where this wound plays out.

You call it “visibility resistance,”

but what’s really happening is an attachment rupture rehearsal:

You fear that being fully expressed will lead to being abandoned.

You call it “money mindset,”

but what you’re actually dancing with is the grief of having never felt truly supported.

Your launch anxiety?

Your pricing guilt?

Your resistance to hiring help?

They are all echoes of the mother.

What Happens When You Finally See It

The moment you name it — truly name it — something breaks.

A spell. A trance.

You stop building your business to unconsciously preserve a bond that no longer nourishes you.

You stop waiting for maternal permission to rise.

You stop mistaking guilt for loyalty.

You stop replicating her silence, her shrinking, her sacrifice,  in your own work.

And you begin to mother yourself.

You begin to hold your own voice like no one did.

You begin to normalize wealth, visibility, rest . Without flinching.

You no longer need to be "less" to be loved.

This Is the Real Money Work

This isn’t about manifesting.

This is about repatterning.

About making it safe — in your body — to be the first in your line to thrive without betrayal.

To create without losing love.

To earn without guilt.

To receive without rescuing.

It’s the holy work of becoming the mother your business has been waiting for.

If this resonates…

I work with women whose businesses are soul-led, but haunted by this unseen loyalty.

Women who are ready to break the maternal spell around money, power, and self-expression.

And who are brave enough to lead from a place of full-body truth, not survival.

Your next income ceiling isn’t strategic.

It’s somatic.

It’s ancestral.

It’s maternal.

And I’m here when you’re ready. To set yourself free.

Archetypes Over Algorithms

When you decide to build a heart-centered business, the natural first step often seems to be social media.

It’s the easiest route. In today's world, how can one ignore the convenience and ubiquitous presence of social platforms?

So much so that many entrepreneurs don’t even bother with a website anymore—they rely solely on Instagram.

This was my experience. When I first ventured into the world of social media to establish my presence, I meticulously crafted a visual identity. I designed and redesigned editorial calendars, calendars that demanded daily content.

Always more.

And above all, I had to put myself on display—through reels, stories, photos— constantly.

Even on days when I felt out of sync.

Even when my mind, heart, and body begged me to stop forcing a visibility that felt disconnected from where I truly was.

I began to realize there were days when I naturally wanted to show up—days that flowed effortlessly, calling me to share. Days where I wanted to put on makeup, where colors seemed brighter, my smile less forced, and the connection more fluid.

But there were also days when it was nothing like that.

Not at all.

Days when I felt like I was betraying myself—misusing and distorting something profound and sacred within me.

Something I wasn’t ready to share on a public stage.

I started to question myself. Was there something wrong with me?

After all, everyone else seemed to embrace this path. Everyone plays the social media game.

It’s practically required of anyone aspiring to be an entrepreneur—therapists, coaches, artisans, naturopaths, entrepreneurs—all without exception.

It’s the unwritten rule: you must participate in the ritual of visibility.

Offer your image up for auction to the highest bidder.

Freeze your thoughts and fragments of yourself into a sterile, curated feed for eternity.

So, in an effort to fit the mold, I signed up for courses.

Courses on visibility, social media strategies, self-confidence, and the ever-elusive "entrepreneurial mindset."

And I kept forcing myself.

Day after day, to be visible.

There were moments when I couldn’t take it anymore.

I deleted a good portion of my content, unable to stand the sight of that frozen smile, those inauthentic gestures, the remnants of a self that no longer represented me when I revisited my feed.

Some coaches would tell me, “That’s just your ego talking.”

I understood their point, but still, I knew deep down that I was betraying a significant part of who I am.

As I began to talk with other women entrepreneurs, forging connections,

I discovered I wasn’t alone.

They, too, found this game of visibility to be the hardest part. Beyond the usual challenges of entrepreneurship—uncertain invoices, discovery calls that didn’t convert, the instability of the profession…

The most exhausting aspect was this relentless chase for visibility, for likes, for engagement.

Because it’s not just about showing up.

It’s about baring your soul in the hope of receiving validation.

Offering your face to the crowd, raw and unfiltered.

"Here is my face, take it, it’s free."

After four years of navigating the winding roads of entrepreneurship, I finally stepped away.

I came to understand, at the deepest level, that this path would never feel right for me.

I no longer wish to play this game.

Maybe it doesn’t resonate with you anymore, either.

Yet, you don’t want to abandon what you truly love.

Your gifts, your talents, the vision you originally set out to manifest.

If you're seeking a new path, one more aligned with your feminine energy, I invite you to stay here.

There are ways forward that won’t require you to force, betray, or constantly compromise the essence of who you are.

Hileï