About · My Path

Checking out was once my default.

For a long time, I coped by making my world smaller.

I disappeared into games, drugs and other forms of escape. Dishonesty became a reflex. Much of that time is hazy in my memory.

Discipline was difficult. So were relationships, commitments and everyday tasks. Outside the environments I could control, ordinary situations could overwhelm me and become crises.

By 24, I had dropped out of university and had almost no trust in myself.

I could know what mattered.
I could want change with everything in me.
Still, I felt unable to follow through.

I felt helpless. Life felt hopeless.

I had searched for relief, but the misery underneath remained.

In that state, I returned to something from my childhood that I had long dismissed: pranayama and meditation.

One morning, I woke with a sense that life was beautiful and that I still had a place in it.

That experience opened a door.

I began years of healing, personal development and spiritual practice. Slowly, I understood that my patterns had histories, and that what had felt fixed could move.

Much of the early change happened within practices, workshops and healing spaces.

Then ordinary life took the work further.

Relationships. Responsibility. Keeping my word. Telling the truth. Repairing harm. Staying when I wanted to disappear.

These showed me layers of avoidance that no session could reach on its own.