I am a living Kintsugi. The breaks of my life finally showed me my true essence — and once I remembered, I knew I wanted to help other women cross the bridge that leads them back to themselves, to their heart and their soul.
I’m an Intuitive Heart Cultivator who believes life’s broken pieces can become the birthplace of our greatest beauty. Inspired by the Japanese art of Kintsugi — mending what is broken with gold — I guide women home to their hearts and souls, helping them feel deeply seen, heard, and safe as they rediscover the strength and wholeness that has always lived within them.
I didn’t arrive at this work through study alone. I’ve lost everything I built, more than once. I’ve stood in the ruins of my own life and chosen, at one point, to fill the cracks with gold rather than hide them. I carry the living knowledge of what Kintsugi actually means in a human life — not the beautiful metaphor, but the real thing: the moment you discover that the version of you forged in breaking is more capable, more present, and more genuinely useful to others than the unbroken version ever was.
That is what I bring into the room. Not sympathy. Not technique alone. The transmission of someone who has already walked the path — and knows without doubt that the gold is real.

Profession / business:
I’m a certified Rapid Transformational Therapy (RTT) hypnotherapist and breathwork facilitator, and a former professional ballet dancer. Intuitive Heart Cultivator and soul mentor, founder of Kintsugi Transformation concept. I work with English-speaking women worldwide, guiding them back to themselves through a blend of hypnotherapy, breathwork, and lived wisdom.
I’m trilingual.

In 1998 a very serious back injury stopped my international ballet career (Balletto di Napoli, Les Ballets de Monte-Carlo, English National Ballet, Finnish National Ballet). Years of acute physical pain and inner chaos — and at the same time, the beginning of the deepest personal and spiritual research of my life. Doctors told me I could only get worse. Chronic pain. Anger at myself. Two hours of sleep per night, on average, for over 21 years. Financial losses. Emotional betrayals. A dancer’s body that had become a stranger.
I no longer knew who I really was. But I am tenacious — a warrior of light. And I love life. I believe there is always a reason for what we experience. We simply need to stop and listen to ourselves — and to discover our personal note. Then came the turning point — after years of working on myself, of attempts and inner awakenings. I forgave myself. I chose gratitude, daily, for every single moment lived. The verb to choose became my favourite. Every “mistake” can be transformed into a precious learning opportunity.