The body
has been
taking notes.

I spent a decade in journalism. Apparently, asking uncomfortable questions was going to remain a career requirement.

Tarot came first, before I could read books. My mother introduced me to the cards, and they stayed through a classical education, a journalism degree in Zagreb, a decade in Croatian media, and eventually professional readings. People kept arriving with different stories and remarkably familiar questions: Why does my life feel like this? What do I do now?

Three years of Shiatsu training gave those questions a physical dimension. Breath, posture, sensation. The jaw that tightens before the explanation arrives. I became increasingly interested in the patterns beneath our stories, and in what happens when we approach experience through the body.

Then I started writing it down. The books grew around nervous-system literacy, embodied practice, Tarot, desire, relationships, and a persistent habit of questioning spiritual explanations that sound beautiful and leave us exactly where we started.

There is room here for mystery, rigorous questions, pleasure, and a laugh of recognition. Bring your whole complicated self. Your shoulders can come down while we talk.