Are you looking for a way to rejuvenate your body, mind and spirit?
I provide transformative experiences through classic and dominant tantric bodywork.
In 2017 I began a cathartic period of intensive somatic research. Inspired by the experience, I have been sharing the benefits of massage, breath and energy work ever since. This brought me to new levels of relational understanding, which are ongoing and ever-evolving. In the realities of 2025, the stakes are higher than ever.
Let me guide you towards deepening your connection with your body and mind, in a trance-like state.
My philosophy?
Recirculation.
Regeneration.
In every body, there exists a dynamic interplay of energy, movement, and renewal. Our needs and capacities shift in response to the cycles of life—sometimes we expand, sometimes we restore, always we recirculate. Through deep attunement to breath, touch, and sensation, we cultivate a relationship with our shifting energetic profiles, learning when to generate, when to surrender, and when to replenish.
Whether through tantric bodywork, endurance training, or the rhythms of daily life, the body is not a static entity but a flowing system—a network of circulation, regeneration, and adaptation. By listening deeply, we can meet ourselves where we are, honor our vitality in all its forms, and nourish the pathways that allow for deeper presence, connection, and truthful performance—both on and off the mat, both in motion and stillness.
Where We Begin
a potential focus for your session
Whatever brings you here — mourning, tension, longing, or the need to remember where your boundaries live — we’ll meet it in the body. Together we share a clear frame, so what’s raw can have room, what’s restless can speak, and what’s armored can begin to soften.
You don’t have to name it in advance. You just have to show up. We can talk about it when we meet.
Grief
The loss is real. The pain is visceral. You know you need to try something, something with no pressure, with a clear frame. You name your pain, I attune to it. Never in pity, always in empathy. There is a fine line between the two.
Perhaps you are looking for a catalyst from deep mourning after a profound loss and are in a transition. A way to suspend from your body and your mind as you know it, and free associate amid somatic attunement.
Following the somatic work, there is space for dialogue. This focus area is for souls looking to bridge physical closeness in a clear framework. For acknowledging the cognitive dissonance of loss, to take the next step in their letting go. For integrating the loss of all the plans that were had, to be true to whatever comes next.
Physiological (de)armoring
Your fascia is a web. Your nervous system, a live wire. Neuroplasticity is not only cognitive — it’s something we can touch. Whether you’re a gamer, YouTuber, content creator, desk jockey — chances are your shoulders, neck, mouse arm, and phone hand are wrecked.
This is where we start: unwinding the armor. Softening the body’s defensive grip. Working with the tissue, the tension, the tremble under the surface. There’s no bypass here — just a direct line into the body’s energy pathways, loosening what’s been braced for too long.
Together we’ll clear space, so energy can circulate again — not just through muscle and fascia, but through mind and mood.
The Sensation That Tugs at You
You know it — that pull in the chest, the gut, the skin. Restlessness. Longing. An impulse that doesn’t wait for words.
This work is not about indulgence or escape. It’s about presence. Together, we track that undercurrent — not to satisfy it, not to perform for it, but to meet it with clarity. To discern: what is truly yours, and what belongs to old patterns or projection.
Here, we work at the edge where desire meets boundary. Where longing sharpens into truth. This is not a space for appeasement. It’s a space to stand inside your own experience, to feel where your “yes” and “no” live in the body, and to meet what’s tugging at you with both curiosity and strength.
Your body is a landscape
of hills and valleys,
woodland and glades,
caves of delight,
pastures of pleasure,
stirred by breezes of bliss,
fed by rivers of desire,
watered by clouds and rain of ecstasy