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The Words I Use Are Not the Truth

When a client comes to see me, our work begins with listening.

I listen to their story, the words they use, what seems important and sometimes what seems to lie underneath.
And while I listen, ideas, connections or phrases may come to me.

Recently, during an initial conversation, a client was explaining how different she often felt from other people. She needed to understand things deeply and sometimes struggled with the fact that her way of functioning did not seem to fit the way others functioned.

A sentence came very clearly to me:

“I am at peace with the way I function.”

It felt right. But feeling right is usually not enough for me.

INTUITION AND TESTING WORK TOGETHER

Over more than 25 years of practice, I have trained in different approaches to kinesiology and other therapeutic and energetic methods.

Some of the tools I use come directly from these trainings: protocols, charts, detection points and specific phrases. Others arise intuitively during a session.
But these are not two separate ways of working.
Most of the time, I test what comes intuitively.

I check whether a direction is appropriate, whether it is a priority, whether this is what we need to work with now or whether something else needs to come first.

Sometimes something that seems completely logical is not where the body leads us.
Sometimes something unexpected is.

This dialogue between intuition and testing is at the heart of my practice.

In this particular session, “I am at peace with the way I function” was confirmed as our direction of work.
Later, one of my protocols brought us to another sentence:

“I am in harmony with my psyche.”

This phrase belongs to an existing protocol and is associated with a specific detection point at the top of the forehead, close to the hairline.

Over the years, I have noticed that this point often appears when someone is struggling with themselves — when they have difficulty accepting or making peace with the way they think, feel or function.

Considering what this client had just told me, the connection was striking.
But information during a session does not always appear through a protocol.

WHEN INFORMATION COMES AS AN IMAGE

Sometimes I perceive an image. Sometimes a word comes. Something may seem to have a shape, a position, a movement or even dimensions.
And I need words to communicate what I perceive.

I might speak of a cord, a wall, a stake, an energetic attachment, a hole or a weight.
But what exactly is it?
I don’t claim to know.

When I use words such as “a stake”, “a cord”, “a wall” or “an energetic attachment”, I am describing the form in which the information presents itself to me. I am not claiming that this is an objective reality.

I always remind my clients:
“These are my words, my perceptions and my vocabulary. You don’t have to make them yours.”
And yet, we can work with them.

YOU DON’T HAVE TO BELIEVE IN A SYMBOLE TO EXPERIENCE IT

Sometimes the work takes the form of a symbolic exercise or ritual.
For example, if what emerges during a session is what I call a karmic vow, I may propose a ritual of release.

I don’t think someone needs to decide whether such a vow literally exists before working with what it represents.

There is a difference between belief and participation.

For the duration of the ritual, I invite the person to enter the experience fully.
A mirror, a candle, words spoken aloud, a gesture of release — these give a physical and symbolic form to something that may otherwise remain abstract.

There is a before, an action, and an after.

A story, an image or a ritual can sometimes change the way we experience our own story.
We don’t necessarily need to know exactly what the symbol is in order to discover what working with it may open.

WORDS GIVE FORM TO WHAT I PERCEIVE

This is something I believe is particularly important when working intuitively, energetically or symbolically.

What I perceive and the words I use to describe it are part of the therapeutic process. They are tools that allow us to explore something together.

Perhaps what appears to me as a “wall” would appear completely differently to another practitioner. Perhaps my client experiences it simply as pressure, fear or resistance.

What matters to me is not proving which description is right.
It is what becomes possible through the work.

I can say: “This is what is coming to me.”
I can test whether it is relevant.
We can explore it together.
And then we see what moves.

Because the purpose of a session is not to convince someone that my perception is right.

It is to help them become freer in their relationship with themselves.
And sometimes, freedom begins simply by making peace with the way we function.

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Is your way of living different than others but feels right to you?

Are you in conflict between social patterns of functioning and your own way? Do you want to understand why you feel different?

I would be honoured to accompany you on your journey to deeply connect and understand yourself.
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Through the Cracks, Life Came Back In

He had been taking antidepressants for quite some time.
At first, he was rather grateful for them.

He described the feeling almost like being inside a cave. A protective cave, where the sounds from the outside world were softened, where everything reached him with less intensity.

For a while, he needed that cave.

Then one day, he began to notice cracks in its walls.
Light was coming through.
And through those cracks, he started to sense that there was something deeper underneath, something that perhaps needed to be looked at.

Around that time, he heard about my work and came to see me.
His story unfolded little by little, over the course of our sessions.

He was the eldest child in his family.
When he was still very young, his father became seriously ill. His mother was already carrying a great deal, caring for his younger siblings and other members of the family.
And so, although he was only a child, he took on an important part of caring for his father throughout his illness.

He was the little boy.
And yet, because he was the eldest, he also had to be the grown-up.

His father eventually died from his illness.
He was still a child.

There was no real space for him to grieve.
Life had to continue. He had to continue helping. He understood very early that the needs of the family came before his own wishes, and that he had responsibilities towards those around him.

His adult life was rather chaotic at times, and his health was fragile.
For a long time, alcohol was one of the ways he found to keep himself going and to escape from what he was carrying.
Later came the antidepressants.

At some point, he realised that something had to change. He began a process to free himself from alcohol and, through that journey, started working more deeply on himself.
There were still difficult periods and relapses along the way.

And as soon as he could, he had also put physical distance between himself and his family.
Perhaps distance was another way of surviving.
Yet the love remained, particularly the deep attachment he felt towards his mother.
His mum died when he was an adult.

During our first session, he told me that he was suffering from a serious illness, one from which many people do not recover.

His hope moved back and forth.
Some days he believed things could be all right.
Other days, he didn’t.

As our sessions continued, another part of the story appeared.

The illness he was facing was the same illness his mother had died from.

And then there was something else.

Over time, by observing his own symptoms, comparing them with what his father had experienced and looking more deeply into it, he had become convinced that he was also carrying the same illness his father had suffered from, although it had never been clearly diagnosed as such in him.

His father had died from it.
He was still alive.

Little by little, something began to make sense to him.
He had spent his childhood taking care of his father.
He had grown up carrying responsibilities that were far too heavy for a child.
He had learned very early that loving his family meant caring, helping, sacrificing, enduring.
And somewhere, deep inside himself, another way of honouring his parents seemed to have taken shape:

carrying their illnesses too.

When he finally saw this clearly, something shifted.

He said:

“But I don’t need to carry their illness to honour them.”

There was no miracle promised in that sentence.
I make no promises about the outcome of his illnesses. That has never been the purpose of my work.

What happened afterwards was something different.

I began to see life returning to him.
There was more energy.
He started going out again.
He contacted people.
He became interested in things again.
He began reconnecting with life.

And perhaps this is one of the deepest changes we can witness.

We cannot always choose what happens to our body or what life will bring.
But sometimes we can discover what we have been carrying in the name of love.
And realise that we may no longer need to carry it in order to love.

The cracks had appeared in the cave.
And through them, little by little, life was finding its way back in.

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Do you struggling with overwhelming sadness or illness? 

Is your body overloaded with pain and mental suffering? Perhaps your body tries to tell you something that you don’t realise yet?

I would be honoured to accompany you on your journey to discover it.
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Reconnecting & self healing

The Part of Us That Is Still Alive

She walked into the room as if she did not want to take up too much space.
There was something almost extinguished about her.

When I invited her to tell me why she had come, she spoke about her depression.
About a difficult situation with someone who had been deeply harmful to her.
About abuse. About grief. There was a lot.

And yet, as I listened to her, I could feel there was more than the words she was giving me.

I didn’t need to push.

Over the years, I have learned to respect the rhythm of the person in front of me. What needs to emerge will emerge when they are ready to see it, feel it or hear it.

So we began with something very simple.
And almost immediately, something changed.
Her face changed colour. There was suddenly more life in it.

“I feel better,” she said.

It was only the beginning of the session.

Later came a moment of spiritual healing.

And during that part of the work, the Virgin Mary appeared.

I don’t decide who or what appears during this kind of work. I simply stay present and allow the process to unfold.
There was something incredibly gentle about her presence.
A sense of being held, of being loved without having to deserve it.
Of being seen beyond the pain, beyond the story, beyond everything this woman had been carrying.

And then an image came to me : A tree.

A tree that had been through storms.

Its branches had been shaken. Some parts had been damaged. Perhaps some had even died.
But underneath, the roots were still there.
And somewhere inside, life was still there too.

This is something I have witnessed many times in my work.
We can go through experiences that leave us believing that something essential in us has disappeared.
We can become tired, withdrawn, disconnected from ourselves.
We can learn to make ourselves smaller.

Sometimes so gradually that we don’t even realise how much of ourselves we have stopped inhabiting.

But healing is not always about becoming someone new.
Sometimes it is about reconnecting with what was never completely lost.

The part of us that is still alive underneath. The part that can receive love again.

This part that can begin to trust Life again.

At the end of the session, the woman who left the room did not look like the woman who had entered it.

Of course, one session does not erase everything a person has lived through.
And yet, something had shifted, making space for something new.
Sometimes, this is where healing begins.

Not with a dramatic transformation, but with a little more colour in the face.
A little more presence in the body, a little more space inside.
A small movement towards life.

Like a tree after a long winter, when the first signs of spring are still almost invisible.
The life was there all along.
It was simply waiting for enough safety, enough space, enough love…

to begin flowing again.

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Do you feel like your life has lost the mining?

You are tired, withdrawn, disconnected from yourself”

I would be honoured to accompany you on your journey to rediscover yourself again.
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The Day She Stopped Fighting What Was

A client once told me:

“If I accept this, it means I’ve given up.”

It is something I hear surprisingly often. Many of us confuse acceptance with resignation.

Yet they are not the same.

We keep fighting…

For years, we may fight against reality.
We fight the loss of someone we love.
We fight a diagnosis.
We fight the end of a relationship.
We fight who another person is.

Often we even fight our own emotions, wishing they would disappear because they are too painful, too inconvenient, or simply too overwhelming.

This struggle is deeply human.

At certain moments in life, it may even be necessary. It can be part of the process of adapting to a profound change.

But there often comes a point when all the energy invested in resisting what already exists leaves very little energy for living.
Again and again, I witness something similar during my sessions.

Real change rarely begins when people push harder against reality.
It often begins when they soften their resistance.

Not because the situation suddenly becomes fair.
Not because the pain magically disappears.

But because they stop spending every ounce of their energy arguing with what already is.

That shift creates space.
And within that space, something unexpected can emerge.

A sense of peace.
Greater clarity.
The ability to make new choices.
Fresh energy.
Movement.

Acceptance does not mean saying:

“This is what I wanted.”

It does not mean approving of what happened.
It does not mean pretending that something painful is acceptable.

Acceptance simply says:

“This is what it is.”

Only when we acknowledge reality can we begin to respond to it consciously.
Otherwise, much of our energy remains trapped in wishing reality were different.

In my work, I often see that when people stop fighting reality itself, they regain access to their inner resources.

Their body relaxes.
Their nervous system settles.
Their intuition becomes easier to hear.

And from there, change becomes possible—not because life has become easier, but because their energy is no longer consumed by resistance.

Sometimes the greatest act of courage is not to fight harder.

Sometimes it is to gently stop fighting what cannot be changed, so that we finally have the strength to transform what can.

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Discover the power of acceptance to move on…

I would be honoured to accompany you on your journey to live your life without a need of fighting but giving yourself space and time to enjoy your days.

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