The path that led me here is not linear. It is a weaving. A remembering. A return to the essence.

         rom the beginning, I sensed that life held deeper layers than what appeared on the surface.

I was born in the sun-washed south of France, raised among sea winds and books. As a child, I was already aware of the unseen and the subtle. I felt everything — emotions, atmospheres, and, most of all, what went unspoken. I perceived energy and patterns of disharmony, though I had no language for it then — only a quiet knowing that the invisible world was as real as the visible one.

But like many sensitive, perceptive and intelligent girls, I learned early to adapt.

To achieve. To excel. To move through the world through intellect and effort, rather than intuition and gentleness.

This is how I entered the world of high finance, working in London’s financial district after completing two Master’s degrees—one in Finance and one in Business. It was a path widely recognised as success, and one I moved through with discipline and apparent ease.

The moment that changed everything came in my mid-twenties, a personal crisis that revealed itself as a spiritual initiation. It brought profound loss and an unexpected unraveling, exposing that the life I had built could no longer hold my longing for deeper meaning and creative expression.



What followed was a sustained period of healing and study: years of Jungian therapy, long hours in meditation, and deep immersion in ancient wisdom traditions, energy healing, and the feminine mysteries. I left the world of finance and stepped into the unknown. Not with a plan, but with a calling.

Life then asked for embodiment. Becoming a mother, and soon after moving through a profound relational rupture marked by public shock and grief, required me to live what I had learned — not as insight, but as practice. Forgiveness, steadiness, and the rebuilding of trust became daily disciplines.  This chapter grounded my work in responsibility, coherence, and lived spiritual wisdom,

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