
ABOUT ME
I feel at home in nature — among trees, mountains, and the quiet wisdom of animals. Trees are my teachers. From their wood, I craft Native flutes that carry their character, resonance, and breath within them.
Before I chose this path, I lived in a world shaped by performance, expectation, and external recognition. As a successful film director, I knew the pressure to function, to be visible, to appear accomplished — while gradually losing connection with myself.
My journey led me back to what truly matters: presence, grounding, and the stillness beneath the noise. To honesty with myself. To living in my own rhythm rather than the tempo of others’ expectations.
My work is an invitation — a reminder that there is a way back. Back to yourself.
MY STORY
My story does not begin with material hardship. On the contrary, on the outside I lacked nothing. I grew up in a protected home where many things were made possible for me – especially my creativity. For that, I am sincerely grateful to my parents today.
At the same time, something essential was missing: emotional safety.
My mother was a deeply warm-hearted person and as available as she was able to be. And yet, she was not emotionally accessible in the way I needed as a child. Not because of a lack of love, but because of her own limitations. For me, this resulted in an insecure attachment – something I could not name for a long time, but which worked deeply within me and later showed itself, among other things, in ADHD and inner restlessness.
My father always wanted what he believed was best for me. His way of expressing this was through strictness. Performance, discipline, and functioning were, for him, paths to recognition. As a child, however, this felt as though I had to first become something or achieve something in order to be worthy. This left me early on with the feeling of not being enough at my core.
When my brother was born, this inner experience intensified. I did not love him any less – but he took up a share of the attention that already felt scarce to me. For a long time, it was difficult for me to truly accept him. Today, I love him deeply.
Only after many years of inner work, healing, and conscious reflection was I able to truly understand my parents. I recognized that they always did the best they could – with the tools, conditioning, and possibilities they themselves had.
Today, I see not only my own story more clearly, but also their suffering. I understand how much they themselves carried, which inner struggles, limitations, and unresolved wounds shaped them – often unspoken and unseen. Their behavior was not only an expression of strength or control, but also of overwhelm, fear, and their own unmet needs.
Alongside the wounds, there were many beautiful and sustaining aspects: a home with stability, space for creativity, and support that later allowed me to live many successful years as a film director.
Acknowledging this ambivalence – love and lack, protection and emotional gaps, my own pain and the pain of my parents – was a decisive step on my path. Not to assign blame, but to integrate truth.
During my teenage years, I grew up surrounded by a great deal of darkness. I struggled with myself, slipped into addictions, and felt lost. My thoughts constantly revolved around the meaning of life and its end. It was an intense roller coaster. I reached a point where I had to make a decision: life or death. Both felt very close and, in their own way, tempting. In the end, I chose life. I chose myself.
I entered a rehabilitation clinic and afterwards found an apprenticeship at a magazine for complementary medicine. The editor-in-chief of this magazine was my first real contact with the spiritual world. At the time, I had no idea how important this seed would become for my future. He sent me to a wide range of seminars to sell books for his company. I genuinely believed I was simply selling books. But his real intention was to plant a deep seed within me.
Over the course of three years, I attended numerous seminars with various healers, shamans, and deeply connected people. Although I participated, I had no real understanding at the time of what I was experiencing, nor could I place it into context. But the seed had been planted, and it began to grow.
Many years later, after a burnout in my new career as a film director, accompanied by constant stress, as well as a sudden hearing loss with severe tinnitus and sleepless nights, it became clear that something had to change.
The seed began to bloom, and transformation began.
It was time to place my well-being first and to no longer be guided by the fear of not being enough or not having enough. I set out on a long journey that ultimately revealed itself as a journey back to myself.
I began walking barefoot, working with my hands, and building flutes to reconnect with my body and to express what truly wanted to come through me. For the first time, I understood why I am on this planet: to share joy and pass on the inspiration I carry deep within me.
In the years that followed, I discovered a new version of myself, one that takes time, allows lightness, breathes, and through this explores new facets of life. This newly found connection led me into the world of sound.
Over the past seven years, I have had the privilege of traveling the world and learning the magic of sound vibrations from various masters, from the jungles of South America to the mountain peaks of Nepal.


