I am Yani, companion in the process of dying, herbalist and creator of rituals.

Since I was a child, death has fascinated me, not as something to fear, but as a great mystery. I used to have vivid dreams about her: some peaceful and bright, others more gloomy. Growing up on a farm in Buenos Aires, surrounded by nature and the memory of the native peoples who once inhabited those lands, I always felt that life could not be a coincidence. Everything seemed too well designed, and that made me believe that something must exist beyond it.

My first profound encounter with death occurred when my mother's best friend's young daughter died in a car accident the day before my birthday. Seeing my mother's pain shattered that early view of death as something natural and necessary. I couldn't help but ask: How can a baby die? That question stayed with me for years.

Later, I remembered my mother pointing to the stars when her grandfather died—The Three Marys (Orion's Belt)—and telling me, “That one in the middle is their new home.” That image took deep root in me. During my adolescence, death took many forms—sometimes even as a friend, a whisper of escape—but life has brought me back to square one. Now, I feel again like that girl who looked at the stars, connected to life, death and the vast mystery of the sky.

Over the years, I became an herbalist, facilitator and ritual creator, slowly moving towards what I always felt was my true calling. In 2025, I trained as a death companion with Death Doulas in Girona, under the guidance of Gemma Polo and Sophia Steiner; one of the most transformative experiences of my life. It took me time to integrate everything, find my own voice and walk my path in my own way.

Plant medicine, spirituality, and soul alchemy—along with philosophy and theosophy—are woven into my being. Looking back, I can see how all of this became clues left by Death herself, guiding me to gather the tools I now carry with me.

I am also the mother of two beautiful souls who gave me the courage to walk this path. Motherhood awakened in me a deep fear of death, a fear that no control or study could silence. Over time, I realized that peace would only come by expanding my vision to include the afterlife. I began to feel the presence of my ancestors and the Creatress herself guiding and protecting us. With that realization came a wave of peace: the understanding that every life, no matter how short, is full and perfect.

This understanding gave rise to Antarala, which means "the in-between." It represents the sacred space between life and death: that liminal moment when we begin to know that we are dying, but we are still here.

I am a person of action, and I believe that this time "in between" has the power to transform the way we face death. That is why I created a program that supports people to consciously prepare for death: reflect on the life lived, correct mistakes, find peace and lighten the heart, as in the ancient Egyptian metaphor, where the heart should be as light as a feather.

My mission is to accompany you and your body before, during and after death, offering you presence, dignity and compassion.

✨ I deeply honor this work. I love it with all my being. ✨