I learned to dream in many languages
and to find a home in the sound of words
I was born in 1974 in Zurich, the daughter of German and Italian migrants.
Growing up among languages, cultures, and stories was a gift—
one that taught me early on that identity is not bound by borders,
but born in movement.
After studying history, political science, and law and working for several years as a project leader in Swiss companies, my path led me back to what has always accompanied me: language itself. Writing became my inner compass—
a quiet way of observing life, understanding it, and transforming it.
Art, literature, and travel nourish the way I see the world. In images and encounters, in ancient cities and along solitary paths, I discover narratives that brim with vitality. I write about what happens between the moments—
about stillness, change, closeness, and remembrance.
Every word carries a whisper of origin and longing
of holding on and becoming aneW
For me, writing is a space where the outer and the inner meet.
It is a listening—to that quiet place where we, as human beings, are connected,
even when we seem worlds apart. My texts are invitations to find oneself again —
in a story, a thought, perhaps in a single line.
For in the end, I believe we all write to remember who we are.