The Elevator in London – From Nightmare to Freedom

My biggest nightmare – right in the middle of London 

A few weeks ago, I stood in an elevator in London.
Suddenly, it stopped. Doors closed. No signal. No way out.

And immediately something familiar arose: my body tensed,
my heart started racing — tightness, heat, the feeling of not having enough air —
the fear of suffocating.

That ancient sensation that had accompanied me all my life came up again:
“I’m powerless.” „I’m at the mercy of.“

But this time it was different.
While I could feel the tightness in my body,
I could also sense something larger - a quiet vastness that was untouched by the situation.
A space of presence, of pure BEING.


The mirror of my inner world 🪞

Today I know: this fear of being trapped and suffocating was showing me something much deeper.
It revealed a constraint - an unconscious inner limitation.

A constraint isn’t a belief.
It’s a deeply rooted inner viewpoint about myself that unconsciously creates my reality.
It’s the invisible filter through which I perceive the world -
directing my nervous system, my thoughts, emotions, choices, and outcomes.

One of my constraints says:
“I’m powerless. I’m at the mercy of.”

And that exact inner narrow space I had created within myself
was mirrored in this outer situation in the elevator:
tightness, powerlessness, no air.

The elevator wasn’t the problem.
It was the mirror.
Life showed me where I was still not free -
where I had been holding myself small and “suffocating” my own life.

 🌿 Peter Crone expresses this so beautifully:

“Life will present you with people and circumstances to show you where you are not free.”


The turning point 🔑

And then something happened.
Out of that tightness came sudden clarity - a new strength.

I felt: 
✨ I am not this constraint. I am not the powerlessness.
I am BEING - vast, alive, powerful. 💖

With that clarity, I pressed the doors open and stepped out -
my body out of the elevator, my soul out of the old program. 🕊️


The game of the mind 🌀

Interestingly, afterward my mind wanted to return to the experience of tightness.
It kept circling around the fear instead of celebrating the freedom.

That’s exactly how the ego works:
it keeps us in the familiar - even when it’s painful -
because it can’t survive in the vastness of the new.
Its existence depends on our inner limitations,
our deep unconscious life-lies.
But it’s not real.

My heart knows:
the essential moment was not the tightness,
but the moment I became free.
The moment I experienced the truth:
💫 I am not at the mercy of.
💫 I am powerful.
💫 I am free.


An invitation for you 🌿

Maybe you know moments like this too —
when your system reacts automatically,
when old fears arise and you feel trapped or unable to breathe —
outwardly or inwardly.

What if that’s not a coincidence but an invitation? 🕊️
An invitation to recognize the constraint that unconsciously runs your life.
An invitation to discover that you are not the tightness —
but the space beyond it.

That’s what the elevator was for me. ✨


Questions for you 💭

- Where in your life do you feel „trapped“ or „suffocated“?
- Could it be that an unconscious limitation - not your true self - is at play here?
- And where can you, just like in the elevator, see: I am free. I am powerful.


Walking this path together 🤍

My biggest nightmare became a gift.
The elevator showed me: I am not powerless or at the mercy of -
I am life itself. 🌞

And that’s exactly what my work with people is about:
to bring these unconscious constraints into the light,
to lovingly see through them until it becomes clear -
they are not true.

Underneath, there has always been freedom, spaciousness, and strength.


If you feel ready to rediscover your freedom,
I’ll be honored to walk this path with you. 💫