About me

By sheer chance, the same week I resumed my Physics studies, I signed up for Yoga classes. At that time, I had already completed a degree in Telecommunications Engineering, a university degree I would have liked to abandon a few months after starting, as it wasn’t aligned with my field of interest. But an adverse and complex family situation placed me in a dead end, the only escape from which was to move forward. And paradoxically, the desire to distance myself from that environment spurred me to focus on completing my studies as quickly as possible, with such dedication that I surprisingly ended up graduating with a perfect 10 average (the highest grade in Spain).

That’s why, when I decided to resume my Physics studies in Valencia, which is what I had really wanted to do after finishing high school, I was able to take advantage of the credit transfer for Telecommunications courses and a few others I had taken years before at the Faculty of Physics in Barcelona while finishing my final project for my Technical Engineering degree. And given the uncertain possibility of completing these second university studies, since I had to work full-time in the telecommunications sector while pursuing them, I decided to enroll in the most interesting courses instead of trying to follow a structured approach and complete one year at a time.

Thus, in the first term I started with Quantum Physics, to continue with Thermodynamics and others in the second (I would eventually finish, not only graduating, but also completing my doctoral thesis in collaboration with CERN).

Barely two months had passed when I began to notice that both Yoga and Quantum Physics classes talked about energies, vibrations, values, or states, and I began to feel that, although they were apparently mutually exclusive fields of knowledge, deep down they sought to describe the same reality, with different languages ​​but common terms, which over time would converge to the same essential laws, from whose surprising fusion a new cosmovision and an unexpectedly clear sense of Life would emerge.

Yoga classes opened the doors to a magical world guided by a teacher who exuded strength and mystery, fun, disciplined, surprising and relentless, who I would later learn had been initiated in Tibet and belonged to various hidden esoteric orders.

Without realizing it, Yoga enveloped me like a whirlwind, beginning to nurture the mystical component I didn’t know existed within me. The practice began to bear fruit, revealing that some myths are achievable, opening my mind to the unknown as I became aware of a hidden knowledge of real transcendence that the literature on the subject leads one to interpret as purely symbolic or fantastical.

After some time, I was offered a discipleship, and as that bond deepened, I gained access to new dynamics that led to further discoveries, awakenings, and revelations on my spiritual path. Among these, connections to Physics were very often found, understandable primarily through analogies. It was literally as if a bridge had been built between my two brain hemispheres.

Little by little, the master by whom I was being initiated found the context to make himself known, attracting more followers, from among whom new disciples would emerge after an inclement screening process, and we were all subjected to increasingly demanding tests, especially the two of us who had been under his tutelage the longest.

Indeed, each of us received a different trickle of knowledge depending on our temperament, and the treatment I received became increasingly controversial, generating challenging, asymmetrical extreme situations to test our reactivity. Within this context, the purpose of awakening Kundalini energy began to be considered, and we assumed that these guidelines were necessary to achieve that goal.

Gradually, the narratives of the experiences of some of the members of the initial group began to align with the symptoms of Kundalini awakening. But that wasn’t my case. Despite being the first disciple in the group to meet that master, it felt as though I wasn’t destined to have the privilege of raising the sacred energy. The bonds began to demand more in return, to the point where I could perceive the subtle but definite drift toward the formation of a sect.

Having all awakened Kundalini except me, fed up with abuses of power, humiliations and manipulation, I decided to leave the group, suffering the reaction that confirmed that my mates had been successfully programmed to respond as to how to proceed to demonstrate their loyalty to the Guru.

And nevertheless, the greatest surprise was yet to come. A few months after retiring, in a context of scarcity and heightened isolation, although remaining faithful to the established routines associated with physical, energetic, and spiritual practice, I was surprised by an experience that I undoubtedly identified as the awakening of Kundalini energy, alone, since I had become aware of the symptoms that I was able to identify and that time was going to confirm, all of which led me to an energetic state that was kept for a few years.

But the most terrifying thing was to confirm that, in addition to having raised that energy, the understanding of the underlying processes required for that to happen had crystallized within me, after defining and fitting together the last pieces of the puzzle that unified Physics with Yoga, whose keys were provided to me through an improbable process of remote guidance after having left the iniciation group, which was linked to Kabbalah and Tarot, mainly related to wave phenomena and whose key point was based on one that I learned when I was studying alternating current electrical circuits while studying Telecommunications Engineering, that career that from the beginning I wanted to abandon.