Hey there,
(They stay crisp in miso soup. Want some?)

You’re holding everything together.
The team. The targets. The emotions no one else wants to touch.
And somehow… you’re the one running on empty.
That’s what happens in work systems that quietly
expect you to carry it all - and call it leadership.
You & Me. No figuring it out alone. 🤝

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You don't need to figure it out alone. This kit shows you exactly where you
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I help women leaders stay steady - without losing themselves in the process.
Not with more tools.
Not with another 'fix yourself' plan.
The kind that actually hold.

I didn’t learn this from a book.
I learned it in boardrooms where everything looked fine - until it wasn’t.
In work environments that slowly drain you while you keep performing.
In moments where everything you built… falls apart in a single meeting.
35+ years.
Thousands of women.
Four countries.

Thousands of women...
Here’s what I see 🧭

Even when you’ve done everything right… some steps still feel shaky. It’s normal. Annoying. But normal.
My first recovery launch made €288. Not a typo. 💸
I’ve worked in 3 toxic environments that acted like emotional escape rooms. Nobody told me I was in one.
In Vienna, I lost a key account and with it, 20 jobs for people with special needs. One meeting. That’s all it took
So yeah… fun times.
What did that teach me?
Not a polished 'lesson learned' thing. More like: impact and intention don’t always show up in the same room.
But showing up matters. Even when it’s messy. I’ve walked the hard paths too, so I don’t stand above this stuff.
I walk with it. And with you.


That I'd trade boardrooms for a quiet bakery.
Working with my hands.
Kneading dough.
Feeding fire.
Helping burnt-out women slowly rise again:
kneading sourdough, stoking the flames, baking
bread in a wood-fired oven.
Healing hands dusted with flour, hearts a little
lighter with every loaf.
And somewhere along the way… I found my way back too.


Some days I’m in Vienna, sitting in a quiet Kaffeehaus, letting strong coffee and old memories do their thing.
That city still holds me, still calms me. I return as often as I can.
Other days I’m at my desk, with Sullivan's Crossing playing in the background, thinking about simple ways to make work feel human again.







HONK. HONK!