My Protocol.
The Quiet One Who Makes Noise
I do not believe in coincidences.
I believe we come from a place where everything is connected.
A council, a greater consciousness – perhaps a matrix of light and intention – where souls choose their lives, their lessons, their tasks.
I believe we arrived here with something to remember.
Something to heal.
Something to do differently.
My life is not a straight line – it is a spiral.
Repetitions. Omens. Patterns.
Sisyphus and the Norns whisper together in the dark, and I listen.
I work with my hands, but also with the unseen.
My works are fragments of something greater:
A trace, a calling, a protocol – inscribed in the body,
activated through intuition and deep recognition.
I believe in the rhythms of astrology, in the wisdom of the I Ching,
in what mythology awakens within us,
and in the kind of food that speaks to the body instead of silencing it – living food for living people.
I believe we are here to weave something new –
not out of ambition, but out of contact.
Contact with what trembles in the body,
whispers through the vessels,
and germinates in the dark as something waiting to be born.
This is my protocol.
Not as a rulebook –
but as an atmosphere, a calling, a safeguard, and an invitation.
A place to step into and remember what you may once have known.
When we begin to mirror ourselves in what the mythologies tell us – Greek, Nordic, Eastern – we discover that we are not alone in what we feel.
The myths have carried our experiences for thousands of years.
They have whispered:
“This is not new. This is human.”
When you find your archetype, your mirror, your voice,
something within you comes to rest.
What you once believed was “wrong” about you – your restlessness, your shifting, your longing, your depth – reveals itself to be part of a larger picture.
A role. A calling. A pattern you did not create –
but one you now have the chance to make conscious and transform.
By listening.
By pausing when something feels like repetition, like a calling, like pain.
By asking: What does this reflect in me?
Not everyone is meant to walk the same path.
What is right for your closest ones, your parents, your colleagues,
is not necessarily right for you.
When they say:
“Why are you doing that?”
“You’re so restless.”
“Why can’t you just…”
…it is not because you are wrong.
It is because you are listening to something they may have forgotten.
Your path is different.
And that is not a problem. It is a gift.
🌿 Living food for living people.
I eat plant-based.
Not out of rules, but out of feeling.
My body knows what it needs.
On rare occasions I eat a little meat if it asks for it – but it is the plants that sustain me.
I grow my own vegetables.
I sow, water, weed, and harvest with my own hands.
When I buy, it is organic – preferably from the farmer nearby.
I live by this protocol,
and I believe that when you grow your own vegetables,
a special relationship emerges between you and the plant.
An energetic harmony.
A resonance that allows the vegetables to know
what your body longs for – and helps sustain my feminine intuition.
Because food is not just nourishment.
Food is light. Food is movement. Food is intelligence.
The DNA in our bodies recognizes what is alive.
It dances with its vibrations, circulates and rotates with it.
If the food is dead, processed, without life force –
then something within us also dies. Slowly. Silently.
The more life there is in what we eat –
the more life is awakened in us.
That is why I eat living food.
For living people.
The Sisyphus Complex
The Sisyphus Complex is not only an asteroid placement – it is an inner psychological and spiritual archetype.
If you carry a Sisyphus Complex, it often means:
1. You work tirelessly on something that never truly feels “finished.”
– No matter how much you do, it collapses again.
– You build, and it falls. You start over. Again and again.
2. You have an existential calling – but it feels heavy, and often invisible to others.
– You may feel alone in your struggle.
– Others do not understand why you “keep going.” Yet deep down, you know you must.
3. There is a profound theme of meaninglessness vs. meaning.
– You can swing between hope and despair.
– You ask yourself: What is the point?
The answer is: To keep going – but with awareness. Not as a slave, but as a creator.
4. You carry a life-task that may not even be your own.
– You may have inherited something from your lineage – a pattern, a responsibility, a burden – and now it is you who must carry it up the mountain, and perhaps one day lay it down.
How does it show up in your life?
If any of this resonates, you may be working with a Sisyphus Complex:
– Have you tried the same thing many times, yet feel caught in a cycle?
– Have you endured deep crises that forced you to rebuild yourself from the ground up – again and again?
– Have you felt that your work is never fully recognized or “done,” even though you know it matters?
– Do you feel you are walking against the wind, yet refuse to give up?
Healing and Transformation of the Sisyphus Complex
It is not about “reaching the goal” – but about becoming a conscious participant in the process.
When transformed, the complex becomes:
– The strength of perseverance.
– The archetypal healer who carries the burdens of the lineage consciously and sets them free.
– The artistic creator who repeats – not in emptiness, but in rhythm.