Born from Rock Bottom. Built on Truth.
My story didn’t start with clarity or a plan. It started with heartbreak. Fear. Being broke. Being lost. Waking up some mornings wondering how the hell I was going to make it through the day.
I’m not a coach. Not a guru. I don’t have all the answers.
I’m just a woman. A mother. Someone who’s hit rock bottom more than once, and had to decide every single time: do I stay down, or do I get back up?
Elannaskye wasn’t some perfect business idea.
It came out of survival. Out of clawing my way through.
And then, out of realizing I was never meant to just survive. I was meant to live. Overflow. Own every part of me I used to hide.
I started with me.
Now I’m here for you.
It All Started with a Google
In 2013, heartbroken and desperate, I typed into Google: “How to get your ex back.”
What I found wasn’t love advice, it was the world of manifestation.
The Law of Attraction. Visualization. Energy.
Things I didn’t understand at all at the time, but something in me decided to dive in.
I had nothing left to lose.
Within a week, we were back together.
But looking back now, I know, it was never really about the man.
It was about the spark.
That first moment I felt how powerful our mind and energy truly are.
It wasn’t a coincidence.
It was an awakening.
And that one realization would go on to change my entire path.
A Deeper Awakening
Years later, while working at a dental practice, something unexpected happened.
My employer introduced me to names like Abraham Hicks, Napoleon Hill, Neville Goddard, and Alan Watts.
Something clicked.
I became obsessed, I started devouring everything I could find about mindset, energy, manifestation, and metaphysics.
Not because it was trendy, but because deep down, I knew:
This can’t be all there is.
There has to be more than just surviving.
More than dragging yourself to a job that drains you.
More than living in a constant state of fear.
When Everything Changed
I found out I was pregnant, and the man I’d loved for eight years walked away. No home. No savings. Just me, my unborn daughter, and a mattress in my mother’s guest room.
Everything could have fallen apart. But this time, it didn’t, because I finally leaned on something I’d never fully used before: my own tools. Years of notes, insights, practices, they became my lifeline.
I opened my journals. My shadow work. My breathwork. My rituals. Everything I had once halfway believed, I now lived, desperate, raw, all in. Not “high-vibe” serious. Serious serious.
And the shift came fast. I visualized daily, not with glitter, but with discipline. I regulated my nervous system. I broke old patterns. I aligned in a way I never had before.
Four weeks before my due date, the house I had seen in my visions appeared. We finished renovations the day before she was born. And the next day, with my newborn on my chest, I walked through the front door of the life I had built from the inside out.
No money. No partner. No outside safety. Only the safety I had finally found in myself.
That wasn’t luck. That wasn’t magic. That was alignment backed by action. That was the moment Money Block Rehab was born.
Money Was Always a Struggle, Until I Decided It Wouldn’t Be
Scarcity was wired into me from day one.
Money meant fear. Stress. Survival.
And for a long time, I accepted that as normal, until I became a single mother.
That changed everything.
Because there was no way in hell I was going to raise my daughter in lack.
There was no way “just enough” was going to be our finish line.
So as soon as I found my rhythm as a new mom, I went back to work.
Not office work, the real work.
The deep, messy, inner work.
I dove back into the healing I had started years before.
I restarted my own money rehab.
And almost instantly, things began to shift.
Not slowly.
Not subtly.
Three weeks after I got serious about the work again, I got offered a management role.
Out of nowhere. No application. No interview.
It was just handed to me.
€3,800 a month. Net.
At that point, I was working as a dental assistant, and I was damn good at it.
But I hadn’t asked for more.
I had grown.
And the money matched who I was becoming.
Sometimes I still assisted, and patients, complete strangers, would give me €100 tips.
No explanation. Just, “There’s something in you.”
And no, that is not normal in a dental clinic.
But it happened. Again and again.
Money started showing up in ways that made no logical sense,
because I finally believed I was worthy of receiving it.
This wasn’t magic.
This was alignment.
This was healing.
This was me, refusing to keep living the story I had been handed.
Then Came the Money Work
Why I Created These Workbooks
I didn’t create these workbooks to give you more information.
I created them because I know what it feels like to be stuck.
To feel like you’re doing “all the right things” and still never getting ahead.
To scream affirmations into the mirror while your nervous system is still wired for scarcity and survival.
When I was pregnant, broke, and homeless, I didn’t need another fluffy self-help book telling me to “think positive.”
I needed tools.
Tools that would actually rewire the patterns keeping me broke, small, and stuck.
Tools that would help me rebuild my life from the inside out.
So I built them.
Every journal prompt, every exercise, every shift you’ll find in these workbooks, I used them myself.
This isn’t theory.
This is lived-through, tested, proven.
These workbooks exist because I refuse to gatekeep what actually works.
Because every woman deserves to know how powerful she really is.
Because you don’t need to be “fixed”, you just need the tools to remember who you are and what’s possible.
This isn’t about motivation.
This is about transformation.
And it starts the moment you decide you’re done living small.
Ready to rebuild from rock bottom?
I’m Not Your Coach. I’m Your Friend.
A friend who’s been there.
A woman who found a way.
And someone who knows that if you’re here reading this…
you’re ready for your shift too.
So take what you need.
Start with one workbook.
Let your life meet you on the other side.
