I want to tell you about my client Hanna.
She came to me in autumn 2022. She was living on a farm in Norway with her partner – the father of her two children – in his family home. The relationship wasn’t working. Hadn’t been working for a while. She knew it, and she also knew she wasn’t ready to do anything about it yet.
She had a flat of her own – the first property she’d ever bought, decorated exactly how she wanted it. She loved it. She’d moved out when she got together with him and was renting it out. It was hers, but she wasn’t living in it.
She had big dreams. She wanted to run retreats on her own land. She wanted a business that was hers, that felt meaningful, that fitted the life she actually wanted to live. She was a yoga teacher, a healer, trained in theta healing, someone who ran moon ceremonies and took inner work seriously. She’d been on a healing path for years.
And she was stuck.
Not broken. Not in crisis. Just – stuck. Living a life that wasn’t quite hers, in a home that wasn’t quite hers, with dreams that hadn’t quite found their ground yet.
She came to Untethered – my programme for raising levels of consciousness through deep wound healing – because she wanted to go further than she’d been able to go with anything else. She’s already experienced Head Trash Clearance and knew it worked. When she heard about my wound healing work she was intrigued. Then she’d heard about the measurement angle.
She started at 319.
What 319 means
The numbers I use come from Dr David R. Hawkins’ Map of Consciousness – decades of research into human development that produced a measurable scale of conscious states. 200 is the critical threshold: below it, contracted states dominate – fear, shame, guilt, anger. Above it, something opens. 300 is acceptance and reason. 400 is love and joy. Above 500, you’re in Glitter Ball territory – where the heavy work is largely done and you’re operating from a fundamentally different quality of life.
319 is solidly above the threshold. Hanna is not someone who came to me struggling to function. She was already doing serious inner work. She was aware, motivated, spiritually oriented. She just hadn’t been able to move the needle the way she wanted.
I add two measurements on top of Hawkins’ calibration. The floor – the lowest point under pressure. The ceiling – the highest accessible state. Together, these three numbers tell the full picture: not just where someone is on average, but how far they drop when things go wrong, and how high they can reach when everything’s working.
She started at 319. She wanted to be above 500 and feel it in her bones.
A month in, she made the call
About a month into the programme, I got to witness something I don’t see very often.
She decided to leave. Not in a slow, agonised way. Not after months of processing. She made the decision – and then she moved. And when I say she moved. She moved.
She called the estate agent. Got the flat photographed. Put it on the market. It sold fast. She found a new house – a dream house, with a view, with land – put in an offer, bought it, and moved in with the children.
But here’s the part that would have made all of this impossible without it.
She had a job. Full time. Two children. And a move that required constant driving back and forth between two locations two hours apart – new school to find, new nursery, flat to clear, family home to leave, a whole life to dismantle and rebuild.
And then, out of nowhere, a work situation arose that meant she could keep receiving her full monthly income without actually showing up. I’m not going to over-explain that. It is what it is. But what I will say is this: when you clear the internal weight that’s been dragging on your life, things start moving. Not always in ways you could have planned for. Sometimes the path clears itself.
She had the time she needed. The money kept coming in. The move happened.
Six weeks from decision to done.
I was her witness throughout this. The emotional weight of what she was doing was enormous – ending a long relationship, uprooting her children, selling the flat she’d made beautiful with her own hands, moving two hours away to be near her parents, finding new schools. Any one of those things would make most people stall for months.
She didn’t stall.
No second-guessing. No 3am spirals. No procrastination on the flat – the one she loved, the one she’d decorated herself, the one that held years of her life. She just looked at what needed to happen and did it.
This is what clearing the emotional weight underneath a decision actually looks like. Not processing the grief about the flat. Not figuring out why the relationship hadn’t worked. The roots of all of that had been cleared. So when the decision arrived, it moved through her cleanly – and she moved with it.
The Data During This Period
You’ll notice the dip in December – down to 407 from 453 the month before. That was the month we paused the programme. She was packing up the flat, moving the children, dismantling one life and building another.
The emotional and physical weight of that showed up exactly where you’d expect it to – in the data. We picked up again in the new year. By January she’d crossed 500 for the first time. By the end of February, 546.
The chart doesn’t lie. It also doesn’t pretend the journey is a straight line upward. It never is.
Start: 319. End: 546. That’s +227 points in five months.
Hawkins says five points in a lifetime.
She moved 227 in five months. And then kept going on her own – by September the following year, she’d reached 604.
Her Dream Home
Hanna’s new house came with land. And she’d had been thinking about retreats for years – it was part of the vision she’d carried for a long time. Her own space, women coming to heal, something that was entirely hers.
But starting a retreat business costs money. Pods, infrastructure, the groundwork of building something from nothing. She could see exactly what she wanted. She just couldn’t see yet where the funding was coming from.
This was the last month of the programme. We were still having weekly sessions. The work was wrapping up.
And then a man knocked on her door.
The Forest
He was a wood trader. He’d been trying to reach the previous owners of the house for years – the forest on the land was ready for harvesting, which happens every twenty years or so before the trees are replanted for the next cycle. But the previous owner had died, probate had been slow, and in the handover the forest had fallen through the cracks. Nobody had added it to the land valuation. In the meantime, timber prices had gone through the roof.
He ran the numbers.
The wood in her forest was worth nearly half the value of the house she’d just bought.
Over £100,000. Sitting in trees at the bottom of her garden. That she’d essentially acquired for free because nobody had noticed it was there.
She gets to do it again in twenty years, when the replanted trees are ready.
Hanna had set an intention at the start of the programme: dream home, financial freedom. She hadn’t known how. She’d just cleared the weight and moved toward what she wanted.
The money was there the whole time. In the trees. Waiting.
She didn’t need to manifest it. She just needed to get herself into the house where it was already growing.
She’s a Glitter Ball now. Here’s what that looks like.
I’m still in touch with Hanna. We became friends through the work – that sometimes happens when you’ve been that close to someone’s interior landscape for months.
She’s in the house. The forest money came in. The retreat pods happened. She’s building the life she always wanted, on her own land, on her own terms.
Her ex – and I say this with no judgement, just observation – is, by her description, chaotic. Emotional drama. The kind of weather that used to pull her in.
It doesn’t anymore.
That’s the thing about Glitter Ball that’s hardest to explain until you see it. It’s not that hard things stop happening. It’s that the person becomes their own centre of gravity.
The drama around them doesn’t land the same way. They can observe it, protect what needs protecting, respond where needed – and stay completely steady. He’s chaotic. The kids are fine. And she moves through all of it like someone who has nothing to prove and nowhere to rush.
604 on the Hawkins scale. That’s what it looks like from the outside.
I started tracking this data because I wanted to know: is the work actually moving the needle?
It is. I have the charts.
The Takeaway
If you’re reading this and thinking: I want that.
The work that produced this result is available.