About Me
“I think that this is the first time I am meeting most of you. But to me, whether it is an old friend or a new friend, there’s not much difference anyway, because I always believe we are the same; we are all human beings. Of course, there may be differences in cultural background or way of life, there may be differences in our faith, or we may be of a different color, but we are human beings, consisting of the human body and the human mind. Our physical structure is the same, and our mind and our emotional nature are also the same. Wherever I meet people, I always have the feeling that I am encountering another human being, just like myself. I find it much easier to communicate with others on that level. If we emphasize specific characteristics, like I am Tibetan or I am Buddhist, then there are differences. But those things are secondary. If we can leave the differences aside, I think we can easily communicate, exchange ideas, and share experiences.”
By Dalai Lama, Arizona, 1993.
When I read the Dalai Lama words from the book “The Art of Happiness” I thought that in this moment of my life is exactly how I feel and how I want to live. To communicate, exchange ideas and share experiences are exactly what I want since I started to build this website.
Because I’m not good at talking about myself I wanted to start this page about me with Dalai Lama words. Also because He was such big inspiring human being to me.
So now I will tell you a bit about my story. I don’t know about your expectations and I truly recommend you don’t have one.
Let’s just share our experiences and always remember, we are all the same, we are all human beings.
Thank you for coming!
It’s nice to meet you and have you here.
Writing about ourselves can be tough; it requires a mix of introspection and, perhaps, a touch of narcissism (and sometimes a good memory!).
But rather than telling you who I am (something I don’t always fully know and which I’ve learned is okay), I’d like to share where I come from, why, and how I got here. And I do it because I’m a curious person and I love to know people stories. So why not tell my to you.
The beginning
I was born in 1984 in Vassouras, a small city in Rio de Janeiro, the most famous state in Brazil, known for its stunning natural beauty, gorgeous beaches, and breathtaking landscapes. However, my city has no beaches. I first set foot in the ocean and saw the sea stretching before my eyes when I was around 13 (I think), and from that moment on, I was both awestruck and deeply in love with its wonder.
My hometown is surrounded by nature, and I spent my early years on a small farm, among trees, bushes, cats, dogs, birds, and a kind of jungle-like lifestyle. I don’t remember much from that time because when I was three, my mother moved to the city. Still, I believe I carry with me the essence of the place where I was born, took my first steps, spoke my first words, and began to grow.
If I had to describe myself, I’d say I have a highly selective memory. If you’re expecting me to share detailed childhood stories filled with funny or heartwarming moments, that won’t happen—I remember little to nothing from my early years. My “selective memory” offers me flashes, scattered moments, and brief snapshots of time, and for those, I am truly grateful.
My beloved mother
My mom has seven daughters. Yes, I have six sisters—all girls—and we all lived together with my mom and grandma until I turned 18. Can you imagine how many fights we had in a house with nine women? Actually, I never liked to argue, but I witnessed my sisters nearly killing each other during their menstrual periods. Lol.
Mama got married at 18 to a man my grandma insisted was the best choice. She didn’t love him, and, to be honest, he didn’t love her either. It was a traditional and common marriage—an arrangement between a young, virgin girl and an older, independent man, supposedly ensuring that she would have a good life.
What???
You can probably already guess how this story played out, right? My mom never had the chance to be herself, to be a woman, to be loved, or to be respected. I believe she transformed her pain into love and poured that love into us, her daughters, in such a powerful way that she raised us with discipline, courage, and independence. She instilled in us the certainty that we could do anything and become whoever we wanted—always with knowledge and responsibility as our foundation. Knowledge of ourselves, knowledge of the world, knowledge of what we wanted to achieve, and the responsibility to be true to ourselves and to work for what we desired, whether for good or bad.
Mama always told me and my sisters: “Study, because what you have in your brain, no one can take from you.” She is my greatest inspiration—the most powerful, loving, and intelligent woman I have ever known.
But, you know, when we’re kids, we never really listen to our parents properly—unfortunately.
I was a shy, closed-off, and quiet kid, full of fear and uncertainty. I grew up fast and became taller than my classmates (just like my mom). I was also very, very thin, plus a Black and poor girl—enough reasons to be bullied (a big thanks to my friend Emilie, who defended me so many times).
However, time passed, and somehow, I started to believe in myself and develop my personality. I became a talkative and communicative woman.
After I finished high school, I moved to a big city. This was one of my dreams (besides many others)—to live in a big city. I went to live in Belo Horizonte, 5 hours away from my hometown, with 3 friends. There, I started my Law degree (which I never finished), began working in fashion retail, and made a lot of friends.
When I started living with friends, without my mom’s care, I had a serious conversation with myself. I told myself that I really needed to take better care of myself, and for that, some changes would be necessary. I knew those changes needed to be in my diet. My biggest fear was the risk of getting sick without my lovely mom to take care of me and cuddle me (I was very spoiled). So, through my fear, I found the motivation to start trying new foods, eat a bit healthier, and stay away from biscuits, crackers, packaged fried potatoes, and unhealthy snacks that I used to love. It was in Belo Horizonte, at 18 years old, that I tasted arugula and many other fruits, vegetables, and greens for the first time (sorry, body!).
Five years went by, and after a big loss, I felt empty and lost (for the first time among so many others in my life), so I decided to move to Rio de Janeiro (my dream city) to be closer to my family.
Continuing to work in fashion retail, I earned enough money to live very comfortably, but I left my studies behind.
The big changes
Communicative as I was I made so many friends in Rio de janeiro too. I had them of all ages, all genders, all colors, styles and life choices. In this stage of my life, I also nourished a taste for alcohol, cigars, and parties. Yes, I was totally a party girl. In my prime moment, I remember going out four times per week and sleep four to five hours per night (because I always worked a lot).
I was drinking so much alcohol, sleeping very little, working so many hours, and eating healthy as I was thinking it was. For me everything was amazing. Good job, money, a lot of friends, so many parties and my social life in ecstasy. And then for the second time, I felt empty.
I was working at the best company that I ever worked, but I lost the pleasure to work there, I lost the propose, the meaning.
I started to feel stupid, dumb, uninformed and stuck in a place that I didn’t see any way to move, grow and learn.
So I decided to renounce everything and move to Canada with the goal of learning English, know other cultures, places, experiences.
There, alone, I have the time and the opportunity to look to myself, to take care of me, to feel me and to connect with my own being in a way that I couldn’t imagine before.
At the beginning I was living as I lived in Brazil. Parties, parties, parties, friends, friends, friends, alcohol, cigarettes, bad sleep, a lot of work, plus English studies. Then I felt lost and empty againnnn (third time). But in that time, I was lost, empty and alone, in a strange country, culture and language. Everything that I used to like started make no more sense to me. I didn’t like to go to parties anymore, the alcohol drinking made no sense except to celebrate something, I stop to smoke and I was enjoying being at home, at friends house, do hikings, go to parks, mountains, nature. I was eating healthier, sleeping better, doing more exercises, yoga (a little), meditation (trying), reading. And so on I was finding myself again, in a new way of living.
Through reading, I started watching everything, do researches, and I felt in love with health. I changed how I eat, I relearned how to cook, do grocery, take care of my skin, my physical body, my mind, my home, the world. I opened my head and my heart to absorb new concepts, ideas, possibilities. And I decided to use my ability to communicate and my sales skills to work with something meaningful for me, for others and the world, according to my new beliefs, certainties and learnings. I started to study everything closely, focused on my purpose of being a Coach, a Health and Wellness Coach, sharing my experiences and giving my knowledge to help people to be the best version of themselves as I’m doing with me.
So it is what I’m doing.
This is my story and you can be part of that.
I welcome you to communicate, exchange your ideas and share your experiences with me.
If you want to know what I do and how we can work together, I will list here my services
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