The story I am about to share with you was quite challenging for me to put together. I am no writer, but I felt the need to write these words myself, with slight help and a nudge for creativity from my dear editor and intuitive web designer, Alex Duta. I send my deepest gratitude and thanks to him for all his help and involvement in this project.

Although I was born and raised in the city, I spent most of my childhood summer holidays in the countryside at my grandma’s (grandpa passed away before I was born). It was there that nature spoke to me in a language I didn’t yet understand, but I felt it run through my body and deeply resonate with my heart. I loved the raw feeling of walking barefoot through the dirt and helping grandma prune the orchard and the vines, just as much as I like the convenience and sophistication of my urban lifestyle now. The rhythm of the city’s bustling streets and the hum of countless voices inspire my creativity and drive my ambitions, while cultural events fill my days and evenings. The contrast between the rustic charm of the countryside and the modern amenities of the city has shaped my identity, allowing me to find solace in nature’s rhythms while thriving amidst the cultural richness and innovation that urban life brings.

On multiple levels, I believe this contrast is part of my gift. Bringing the peacefulness and interconnectivity of nature into the city environment, where people have forgotten their nature and taken on competitiveness as their main drive, is not an easy task. However, if I were to leave the city and move to the country, as I often felt drawn throughout my awakening process, I wouldn’t be able to entirely fulfill my purpose and meaning in the way I feel it’s meant to be. I believe that each of us fits perfectly in this three-dimensional reality with our unique personalities and skills, acquired and honed through our unique experiences of life. All that is left for us to do is discover those skills and align ourselves with our highest version and expression in order to collectively raise this beautiful planet to its highest version and expression.

It is that simple. However, simple does not necessarily mean easy. But with a bit of courage and a lot of trust, it is doable. We can use technology as a tool for growth rather than distraction and consumerism. We can become more aware of our actions and reactions. We have the power to choose what we give our energy to, as that is what will grow in our reality. We have so much power that we are unaware of, as we are caught in our worries and the whirlwind of daily tasks.

I always had this deep feeling that there is more than what meets the eye in this world. I wasn’t raised in a particular religious family or environment, so God was a kind of abstract concept for me as I grew up. However, I remember always having this deep feeling of something missing. Some concept that, when fully understood, would make this world make perfect sense and all the pieces would fit together perfectly. For me, it didn’t make much sense at all. Why are some people born with a silver spoon while others struggle to survive? Why would a child be killed in a war that does not make sense to begin with? Or why would someone be born with a lifelong handicap? These questions and many similar others always played in the back of my mind. However, it was hard to actively look for answers to existential matters when my own life was a bit of a disaster.

I realized there was something wrong with me in my early teenage years when I noticed that I was making a lot of bad choices. The realization came with a huge package of denial, guilt, and worries, and working through all that felt a bit like walking through moving sands. Nonetheless, when I managed to balance myself a bit, the research started. I began reading psychology books in a desperate attempt to understand why I was different from my peers and what exactly my trauma was. I had many hours of counseling with the school counselor and many more hours spent on my own trying to educate myself on the matter and introspect. Although I could see results, it felt a lot like taking one step forward and two steps backward. Years passed, and although I understood a lot more of my triggers and behavior, I could barely see tangible progress on what really mattered. Most times, even though I knew where my mistakes were and what the pattern was, I would still end up reacting in similar ways and making the same wrong choices without even realizing it until the situation had passed and I could look back in introspection. Although I could see progress, it was agonizingly slow, painful, and emotionally draining.

It was only after years of looking for methods of healing that I found a book on Hypnotherapy. I remember having goosebumps and a deep feeling of resonance with it, but I didn’t pay much attention at that moment as it was still an abstract concept and a sort of taboo subject at the time. I made a note of the idea and put it aside. About five or six years after that, I stumbled upon one of Dolores Cannon’s lectures on YouTube. It was instant love. Everything she said made sense to me, and for the first time, I found answers that made perfect sense.

I was hooked and listened to all of her lectures multiple times, read some of her books, and studied further the ideas she touched on. Today, some of those concepts are prevalent in many motivational and spiritual teachings, but roughly thirteen years ago, when I first found Dolores, the information she brought forth was very scarce. Besides Dolores, I found just a few other pioneers offering profound insights. Of those, C. Dumitru Dulcan, Robert Schwartz, and Brian Weiss, to name a few, confirmed and further contoured the ideas and answered my deepest questions and curiosities.

Not too long after, I decided to take Dolores’s course on QHHT. Little did I know how this huge step would transform my life. After finishing the course, all excited about this flood of information, I had my first session. However, it took a long time to actually find someone to agree to be my first client, as the QHHT session can only happen in person. By this time, I had moved alone to a different country and a buzzing city: London. I had few acquaintances but no friends or family around me to trust. So you can imagine my joy and excitement when I finally found my first client. Nevertheless, in spite of my full excitement and thorough study of the technique, my first session wasn’t even close to what I had expected or seen in Dolores’s examples in the course. I ended up feeling deep disappointment and self-doubt. By this point, I had tried multiple courses and was used to letting go and moving forward to the next thing in my search for my purpose. Even so, the disappointment of what I called ‘the failure’ of my first session hit me differently, as I invested more time and energy into it than I had ever invested in anything before. Moreover, the resonance I felt about it was fighting a battle inside me with the total disappointment of failure.

With this battle in my heart, I went to work the next day. Trying to focus on my job, yet lost in thought, I met my first client of the day. The moment I touched her, she grabbed my hand firmly, looked deeply into my eyes, and said: DON’T GIVE UP! I instantly felt my eyes welling with tears. She must have read the confusion on my face, as I had never met this woman before and she knew nothing about me, yet there she stood in front of me, telling me something my soul was yearning to hear. She went on to tell me that she was a clairvoyant, a gift that felt more like a burden to her as she never used it professionally and even used techniques to close it when she left her house, as she was so sensitive to feeling energies around her. Even so, the moment she touched my hand, the message was so strong that she had to share it with me. In her experience, this kind of message would torment her for days or even weeks if she chose not to deliver it. After this confession, I finally came back from my initial shock and told her the story behind it. She continued to tell me that this is my life purpose and I HAD to continue no matter what. She also told me that she saw the energy of an elderly woman in my field, who was there to guide and aid me on my path. As she described her further, I realized that it was the soul of my great grandma. This was as much of a shock as it was a warm and reassuring feeling, as I hadn’t had the support of anyone from my family up to that point in anything I was doing. The healing I was in the process of developing for most of my life up until then had brought me closer to my family, but no one knew the extent of my struggles and progress. It felt amazing to know that the person most kind and caring toward me throughout my childhood was even closer to me now, showing her support and guidance. And this is how I went on!

Since then, I have had many moments of doubt. So many times, I felt like giving up on my path, feeling almost like meeting a brick wall. No matter how much I knocked or looked for, there was no door to help me through. No window to open for some air or sunshine. No ladder to climb. Even so, whenever I felt this way, I would somehow remember those words: DON’T GIVE UP! With those words, a warm feeling would envelop me, and the presence of my great grandma would again give me the strength to push forward.

Today, I have three diplomas in Hypnosis and Hypnotherapy, multiple courses on past life and life between lives regression, different types of meditation techniques, spiritual and energetic healing, breathwork techniques, awakening and spiritual coaching, sacred geometry, Reiki, and many other mindfulness practices. Learning has become a second nature