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From Wounds to Medicine: My Journey

The Wounding

I grew up in Colombia as the eldest of three siblings, in a home filled with chaos. My father was a social alcoholic—violent, controlling, and abusive. Weekends were spent at a farm I despised, surrounded by his friends, loud mariachis, alcohol, and women from the town.

It was in this environment, at a young age, that my innocence was stolen. I don’t remember all the details, but I know it shattered something inside me. By the age of seven, I had stopped being a child. My energy became distorted, and I was unknowingly operating from a corrupted "program." I felt lost, confused, and drawn to sexuality in ways I didn’t understand.

At school, the abuse continued. I was bullied relentlessly for being overweight, feminine, and different. The whole classroom would turn against me if I spoke, so I stayed quiet. I lived in fear, my voice silenced.

At home, the dynamics weren’t any better. My mother, blinded by her own wounds, mirrored my father’s violence in subtle ways. When my mother's family turned deeply Christian, I would sit in church listening to preachers call homosexuality a sin and pray for "demons to leave" gay people. I felt like an alien in my own body, ashamed of my existence.

These experiences left deep scars on my sexuality and voice—my two greatest wounds.

Escapism & High Achievement

To escape the pain, I chased success. I believed that if I achieved enough, I could finally leave it all behind. My mother supported me in pursuing world-class education: fashion in Italy, photography in Barcelona, and creative direction at some of the best schools in Europe.

By my late 20s, I had built a successful career, working with global brands and earning accolades. But success was a mask. Behind it, I was broken. I wore arrogance as armor, pushing people away before they could hurt me.

My relationships failed. My teams left me. I sabotaged everything I touched. I was drinking, chasing validation through sex, and pursuing achievements to fill the void.

But no matter how much I achieved, I couldn’t escape myself.

The Breaking Point

At 34, my life collapsed. My once-thriving career in Dubai, which had brought me financial stability, crumbled after a power struggle with my boss. I lost everything—my savings, my home, and my sense of direction.

At the same time, my long-term relationship fell apart. I hit the lowest point of my life. For the first time, I had nowhere to run. No new country. No fresh project. No next "big thing."

Returning to Colombia felt like the ultimate failure. I had promised myself I'd never go back, but now I was forced to confront the boy I had been running from for so long—the one who had been hurt, silenced, and forgotten. Panic attacks consumed me. I sought help from therapists and psychiatrists, but no one could save me from myself.

I knew this was a battle I had to face alone.

Awakening & Healing

One day, a friend introduced me to Kundalini Tantra. I was skeptical but desperate. I sat on the mat for the first time, and everything shifted.

For the first time in my life, I felt energy moving through me—not the distorted, chaotic energy of my past, but a pure, healing force. It was like a switch flipped inside me.

This practice became my medicine. I realized how deeply my wounds had affected my sexuality and silenced my voice. Through daily practice, I began transmuting my pain into power.

My heart opened.
My voice returned.
My need for validation faded.

I was no longer running—I was coming home to myself.

Sharing the Medicine

Today, I see that my story is my greatest teacher.
The wounds that once broke me are now the medicine I share with the world.

After years of healing, I now guide men through their own journeys of reclamation. I create retreats, workshops, and programs rooted in Kundalini and the cultivation of sexual energy. I help men step into their power by facing their shadows and transmuting their pain into purpose.

I teach them that:

• Your wounds don't define you.

• Your pain can be your power.

• You don’t need to chase validation—it’s already within you.

My retreats aren’t about quick fixes. They’re about real transformation. We do the work. We face the fire. We emerge stronger.

A New Chapter

Four years ago, I arrived in Bali with nothing but $5,000 and a deep sense of purpose. This island became my sanctum, a place to heal, rebuild, and reconnect with my essence.

After years of solitude, practice, and growth, I feel ready to step into the next phase of my journey. I’m passionate about teaching, sharing my story, and holding space for others to heal.

Whether it’s through retreats, workshops, or one-on-one mentorship, my mission is clear:
To help others reclaim their voice, their power, and their connection to life force energy.

This is my journey—from wounds to medicine, from shadow to light. It hasn’t been easy, but every step has been worth it.

I stand here today, not as someone who has all the answers, but as someone who has walked through the fire and emerged with something worth sharing.

If my story resonates with you, I invite you to join me on this journey.
Here’s how you can begin:

🔹 Join an upcoming retreat or program — Step into the work with me.
🔹 Book a consultation or discovery call — Let’s see if my mentorship is right for you.
🔹 Sign up for my newsletter — Receive updates, reflections, and guidance.

👉 Enter the Sanctum 👈

Don’t wait for “the right time” to begin your transformation.
It starts here. It starts now.