To me, a session can feel like dancing with a raw egg — delicate, intense, and deeply alive.
It takes everything I have: energy, life’s wisdom, empathy, and the subtle precision of rope as an artform.
Only then can I lead the dance in such a way that, by the end, I hold someone in my arms — deeply moved —
and together we weep, beautifully and without fear.
Thank you, dear Universe, for this sacred gift.

Thank you, dear Fox, for the trust you gave me — for letting me walk with you into such depth :-)))