After the very first meeting with Anatol, I felt like I was waking up from a deep sleep, like in the fairy tale “Sleeping Beauty”. I then started to cut back the thorns and undergrowth myself instead of waiting for redemption. I have probably never opened up to a coach so much in just a few hours — without mincing my words, without shame, without fear of saying too much. He encouraged me to just do it. “Feel what’s inside and take a look!” My power animal, a black lion, roared… Anatol woke him up.