Since as far back as I can remember, I’ve been a wanderer… A seeker of the unseen… An explorer of the inner and the outer worlds… A curious soul destined to find his way home.
It began at birth, strangled by the life giving umbilical cord as I was swiftly cut from my mothers belly. It all came in a flash… was I alive? was I dead? Had I made it into this world of form? I wasn’t totally sure, but I knew I had embarked on a new journey.
My life began in Rockford, IL. Dubbed “Screw City”, Rockford was an industrial town in the early 1900’s with a focus on fasteners for machines, automotive, and aerospace applications. As industry was slowly shifted overseas, Rockford was left with empty buildings and broken dreams. Despite the economic challenges of Rockford, the landscape is lush abundantly adorned by dense deciduous forests, rolling tall grass prairies, and even some rocky bluffs.
Mother nature called me home from an early age. Time spent out in the forest or the ditches behind the house were my most memorable times. Connecting with the trees, bugs, and mother earth’s diverse tapestry of life. Although I was being led to believe otherwise, I knew I was a thread in that beautiful tapestry.
Since that early moment, I’ve been methodically, and sometimes unnecessarily urgently, walking my way towards embodiment of this gnosis. Shedding skins, shells, wrappers, layers, armor, filth, shame, guilt, and many other mechanisms I have utilized to keep me “safe” from the division and confusion I have felt.
My life has been filled with adrenaline, dopamine, alcohol, constant movement, diverse relationships, and LOTS of self-criticism. As I continue on this journey, I humbly offer my support to my fellow travelers, in the hope that my experiences can offer a hand of support as we walk eachother home.
I’d love to learn more about how our paths align and how I can support you in your growth and evolution.