There was a time when I felt completely lost.

I spent three years in the grip of existential depression - overwhelmed by despair, disconnected from life, and unsure if I wanted to keep going. Nothing made sense anymore. The strategies I’d used to keep myself safe - people-pleasing, numbing, staying busy - no longer worked. And beneath them was a depth of pain I didn’t know how to meet.

But something in me refused to give up. It didn’t roar. It whispered. A quiet pull toward truth. Toward something real.

That pull led me through years of inner work, body-based practice, and silence. I sat months in Vipassana meditation retreats, stripped of distractions, just me and what was inside. I worked in hospitals and care homes, witnessing both fragility and strength. I began to see how much we all carry - and how little space we’re given to truly feel and be seen.

Eventually, I stopped trying to escape the pain and started listening to it.

That’s when everything changed.

What I found wasn’t a quick fix. It wasn’t about becoming better or happier. It was about becoming honest. Learning to follow what resonated, even when it didn’t make sense to my mind. Listening to my body. Tending to the parts of me I had exiled. And slowly, life started to feel real again.

Follow what Resonates grew out of this journey.

Not as a method or solution, but as a reflection of how I learned to relate to myself - by listening inward, moving slowly, and allowing what’s true to reveal itself in its own time.

Today, this is the space I offer others. A place to turn toward what’s been avoided, to meet experience with care, and to come back into a more honest relationship with yourself.

You don’t have to do that alone.