Mathilde Nolla Wellness

Most people don’t realise that being single later in life is a blessing.
For so many reasons but mainly because it’s the perfect opportunity to date consciously.

Dating becomes a way to collect data.
To understand what truly suits us.
To know ourselves better.
To understand the opposite s*x.

Dating in your 20 is messy.
We follow our heart and our lust.
We confuse connection with love.

And years later, when the spark fades,
many people find themselves in “average” relationships staying out of habit, out of fear of being alone,
or because it’s all they’ve ever known.

People often tell me I’m “lucky” to be single and free.
But it’s a choice.
And it comes from a deep desire not to settle for mediocrity.

I will wait.
I will wait as long as I need to.

Not from lack or pickiness, but from self-respect
and the deep knowing that my desires are on their way into my reality.
So what do we do when we desire a sacred connection
and no one shows up?

We rest in sacredness.

We treat ourselves like the king/queen that we are.
We allow ourselves to feel the love that already surrounds us.

Because we trust that what the Universe has in store for us is better than we can imagine.
And that the timing will be perfect because it always is.

Does that mean we don’t take action?
No.

We do.
But with lightness.
With detachment.
With joy.

No desperation.
No clinging.
No pushing.
No forcing.

Because it’s on its way.
Baking in the divine cosmos.

The void is the place of creation.
It’s beautiful, ecstatic, and better than you could have imagined.
It’s all happening for you ❤️‍🔥

And if you’re feeling restless in the waiting,
I’ve prepared a beautiful guide to help you rest in that space while staying open to love.

Comment “REST” and I’ll send it your way.

I wasn’t unlucky in love.
I was unconscious.
I wasn’t broken. I was doing the best I could with what my nervous system knew.

I kept choosing the same men in different bodies.
Unavailable. Inconsistent. Emotionally distant.

Not because they were “my type,” but because I was chasing what I already knew:
- working hard to earn love,
- chaos disguised as excitement,
- validation that I was not lovable.

I chased crumbs because part of me believed love had to be earned. I stayed where I felt anxious because it felt familiar. I called independence strength, when it was actually self-protection.

This is how I learned to survive in my household
so I naturally repeated the same patterns in love.

It took me years of trying and failing to realise nothing was “wrong” with me. I had simply learned love in survival mode.

And survival mode can be unlearned.

Because when you become conscious, you stop playing the victim and do not ask yourself anymore:
“Why does this keep happening to me?”but instead, you start asking: “What part of me is choosing this? What does she need?”

That’s when love stops being a battlefield and becomes a choice.

Your body knows the pattern before your mind does.
We honestly live in a world that doesn’t nurture the nervous system, and this deeply impacts our relationships and our ability to receive love.

If this resonates with you, DM me “SAFE”
and I’ll send you a guide to regulate your nervous system and soften in love so your body can finally open to receive.

Entering my 37th year around the sun today, and gosh what a privilege it is to be able to age 🫶🏽
Each year feels more exquisite, as I continue to discover myself and the world more deeply.

I haven’t shown up here for over six months, and it’s been delicious to cocoon myself in France.
Thirty-six stripped me naked: Australia, Bali, France, business failures, heartbreaks, relationship shifts, financial losses, deep sorrow followed by moments of ecstasy ❤️‍🔥. The humbling process has been fu***ng real.

Snake year, they said… yep. I felt you in every move 🐍

On the other side of it all, I learned to make peace with my roots, accept what is, step into a deeper connection with my family, become more wild and wise, and surprisingly watch my needs and desires evolve. The more you know, the more you surprise yourself.

Moral of the story:
Love is always the answer.
Stay wild.
And of course, be open to the unpredictable.

While the next chapter of my life is still downloading, I’m still processing what just happened.
Sending you my love from France. xx

I thought I’d introduce myself again 🤌
Welcome to the new queens on here — I’m so glad you’re part of this community.

Do we have anything in common?
Drop it in the comments 👇🏽

OMG—this one is straight from the heart, baby. ❤️‍🔥
We’re in a crisis of polarity.
It’s time for a full-blown revolution of the feminine and the masculine.

Men are disconnected from their power—
numbed out by p**n, dating apps, and chasing convenience like little puppies.
Where the f*ck is your charisma?
Where is your leadership?
A high-level, embodied woman won’t feel turned on by that. And she shouldn’t.

And women—
We’ve lost ourselves trying to do it all.
We’ve micromanaged, over-functioned, controlled…
And in the process, we’ve turned men into soft shells of who they’re meant to be.

We don’t need more women in survival mode,
holding it all together while burning out inside.

We need women who remember who the f*ck they are.
Women who set boundaries like queens,
Who lead with feeling, fire, and fierce devotion.
Women who aren’t afraid to be emotional, wild, radiant, and deeply receptive.

It’s time to come home to your true nature.
Not the version you were taught to be—
But the one your soul has always known.

This space is now fully dedicated to the woman who’s done with being the good girl ❌
The one who’s ready to reclaim her wilderness ,
who’s done managing everything just to feel safe and validated.

Life is meant to feel simpler. Deeper. Juicier.
And I’m here to show you the way back.

If you feel the fire and want to join the community, drop a 🐍 in the comments.
This is just the beginning.
The feminine revolution is here 🔥