As a child I was an altar boy.

I was fascinated by the inner corridors of the church: the passageways, the choir loft, the organ, the cupboards with the ceremonial vestments, the incense, the ceremonies, the iconography, the altars, the statues…

That old-fashioned smell that permeated everything I still love. Even today I often go back to pray and to be alone.

The feeling of being in a place where generations and generations of people had passed, searching for their light, but who are no longer here, overwhelms me. Each with their own lives, across the centuries, trying to find meaning and support in existence.

I studied Law because it helped me live in a structured world and help others. We are very wild if we are left loose.

And I was an altar boy. I went to catechism. Among other things, because it helped me give structure to spirituality.

Over time I understood that, for me, neither law nor religion was enough on its own to answer the deepest questions. So I followed the path of transpersonal psychology and spirituality without dogma.

Today I work in that space between meaning, structure and the invisible. Because, in the end, all of us, in a gown, in a cassock or in jeans, are still looking for the same thing: a way of understanding life and inhabiting it with a little light.