My mission is to help people achieve the best version of themselves in their personal, professional and relationship environments

They tell you sleepless stories about sex and relationships since you were little.

Stories that you believe and that nobody explains to you.

You begin to dream of the ideal perfect partner that, in reality, does not exist.

Throughout your life you are accompanied by the following phrase: 

“They got married, they were happy and they ate partridges.”

And so thousands of girls and boys end up looking for their magazine prince or princess.

I don’t know about you, but I already got tired of so much nonsense many, many years ago.

And I got so tired that I had to find my life to respond to the innate curiosity that we all have.

If someone forbids you of something, the harder you look for it, and as soon as possible.

I propose a challenge: don’t even think of a pink elephant shitting on your head, don’t even think about it …

and so, what are you thinking about?

The first time I spoke about sex, or rather about something related to sexuality, I was 8 years old.

They had just taught me the fertilization process and I was amazed. As soon as I got home, I told my grandmother everything. I still remember how alarmed she was.

So much so that she punished me for three days without going out. I learned my lesson: I couldn’t talk about sex with her.

I read magazines, novels and, above all, watched the odd movie here and there hidden from my parents. 

It wasn’t the century of podcasts yet, so I trained myself the best I could, even though they wouldn’t let me.

Some of these teachings were wrong; myths that I later realized people continue to have.

Even now in the 21st century; the century where we have the information and training to talk about sex and relationships, there still exists a great taboo seasoned with laughter.

It is clear that, if you do not ask and they do not explain, you learn by trial and error, or you are left behind.

Ouff! If they gave me one euro, only one euro, for each “lover” who claims to perform in a way that touches upon the celestial and, then, his/her partner not only denies it but accuses him/her of the exact opposite … if they gave me a euro each time, I don’t know if I would continue working.

The irony of all this is that I learned it coming from a school of nuns. And I am no different than you. So the good news is that you too can learn and improve; if you want.

Nobody taught you how to be in an intimate relationship, at least until now, and yet you spend almost two-thirds of your life in one. And I tell myself: let’s do this right so that we don’t break any more dishes.

That is my job: to accompany you and give you the tools to become the best version of yourself.

I am sure that we all have a “Ferrari” inside of us, although some of us believe that we are a “SEAT 600”. Do not forget: you are a “Ferrari”.

Your “Ferrari”, to be able to go 250 km/h, needs: four wheels, an engine, a GPS and gasoline.

Give me two minutes and I’ll explain.

The four wheels should be your four pillars and these are: personal development, professional development, partner development and limiting beliefs. Either all four wheels are in perfect condition, or the car stays in the garage.

If you don’t believe in yourself, you can’t grow in your personal development. If you were to only grow professionally at work and dedicate 14 hours a day to it: the rest of the wheels would become unbalanced and the car would suffer.

The engine is your passion that ignites the blood throughout your body.

The GPS is the direction your life takes to meet your goals.

Gasoline is the combination of amino acids that gives you the strength to continue your journey.

You could say that I am the mechanic of your racing car so that you can step on the gas and fly.

Nevertheless, if you have read this far, you deserve to know a little more about me.

I could be defined as a restless ass with thousands of ideas in my head.

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