My personal and professional path to healing was shaped incisively by an accident in 1998. From one second to the next, I went from being an exercise fanatic to a sports invalid. I am a wounded healer. My own wounds create the access to the place of healing, where the rod of Asclepius is hidden. My interest in meditation, spirituality and natural healing methods was thereby strengthened without alternative and put to the acid test by further illnesses and strokes of fate. I know what illness requires and enables! I am a reminder. I remind you of who you originally were and are, behind all the interference fields, conditioning and build-ups or attacks of the mind. We visit an “I” in you, which is healthy, always was and always will be. This means that I help you to uncover your very own energy field and you come into your power. I am not one of those “poof-you-are-healed” healers, but someone who shows you the way to become and stay independent and learn to heal and transform. Am I free myself? No – far from it! My soul is a battlefield of demons, who played their game a little too colorfully, so that it was blown open.