Un chemin de lumière. Une vie vibrante.
Bienvenue dans mon monde - le son, la présence et l'objectif.
About Eunice
My journey
My path began in the vibrant rhythm of Hong Kong — a place where energy, movement, and ambition pulse through every street corner.
I studied architecture, drawn to space, form, and the invisible energy that shapes structures. Later, as an entrepreneur, I followed this same creative thread, building my own frameworks and ventures.
But it was also in Hong Kong that I encountered Alchemy Crystal Singing Bowls — and something shifted.
Their resonance reached a place beyond thought, beyond planning. That moment opened a new path — one I didn’t yet have words for, only a deep and unmistakable yes.
When I moved to the south of France, the rhythm softened. Space expanded. And within that quiet, an invitation emerged — to go deeper.
During the stillness of the pandemic, my sister and I co-founded Crystal Bowl of Light — a shared vision rooted in sound and emotion, healing and sacred connection.
Yoga, a long-time companion, wove itself more fully into my life. And slowly, what began as a personal healing practice became a transmission — a path of teaching, guiding, and sharing the tools that helped me remember who I am.
As my understanding deepened, I began guiding others. And in doing so, I realised:
I was not simply offering sound or space.
I was offering a return to the Self — to what has always lived within.
The Bowl of Light
In the Hawaiian tradition, it is said that each person is born with a bowl of light — a vessel of pure energy, wisdom, and essence.
As we move through life, we gather stones that dim this light — burdens, fears, expectations — yet the light remains. Always.
This metaphor sits at the very heart of my work.
Sound, voice, and deep listening were the first tools that opened the door. They became my teachers. My compass. My way home.
They are the tools I return to again and again — not only to share healing, but to express truth. To speak from the soul. To create a space where others can once again hear their own voice.
Over the years, sound journeys led to trainings, and trainings led to teaching. Yet the thread has always remained the same: presence, resonance, remembrance.
The voice we reclaim is not always spoken.
Sometimes it sings.
Sometimes it moves.
Sometimes it simply listens.
But it always speaks the truth.
