Healing and art are acts of defiance. They defy the lie that we are meant to stay broken. That pain is permanent. That the damage is done. They reject the inertia of suffering and call us—body, mind, and spirit—into the work of transformation.
To heal is to disrupt the lineage of trauma. To create is to reclaim what was once stolen. These are not luxuries. They are necessary acts of remembering—who we are, what we carry, and what we’re here to embody.
But real healing isn’t neat. It isn’t about chasing peace or numbing pain. It’s a reckoning. An unflinching confrontation with the grief, rage, fear, and fragmentation we’ve been conditioned to suppress. It’s personal and political, ancient and immediate. Because what lives in our bodies also lives in our cultures, in our histories, in our systems.
We are living in an age of collapse. The world as we knew it is breaking apart, and the body knows it. Anxiety, chronic pain, despair—these are not pathologies. They are intelligence. Invitations. Tremors before the turning. The body’s way of saying: This isn’t sustainable. There’s another way.
Your symptoms aren’t just disruptions. They’re signals. They carry direction. They point toward the life that’s asking to be lived through you.
And you don’t have to walk this path alone.
This moment is not a death sentence. It’s an evolutionary threshold. A sacred invitation to descend, to deconstruct, to alchemize—and to emerge with vision, clarity, and fire.
We are being asked to evolve. Not just to survive, but to reclaim our place in the web of life. To become fierce custodians of truth. To mine the gold buried in our wounds the way a star holds its place in the cosmos—by shining without apology.
I know that descent. For two decades, I lived in it. Trapped in chronic pain, anxiety, and depression. Disconnected from my body. Disoriented from my creativity, my queerness, my soul.
I didn’t want to feel. So I shut it down. Pushed through. Disappeared.
Until I couldn’t anymore.
Eventually, I turned toward the pain. I stopped resisting. I listened. And in that quiet, I found something I didn’t expect: power. Beneath the suffering was a deeper coherence—something ancient, something whole. The trauma I thought had destroyed me held the very blueprint for my liberation.
I unraveled a severe curve in my spine. I healed pain that had been labeled permanent. I no longer live with chronic pain, anxiety, or depression. And for the past 20 years, I’ve walked thousands of people through their own crash-and-rise.
Through BodyTalk, somatic and mindfulness-based practices, connective tissue and manual therapy, lymphatic drainage, and trauma resolution, I help people turn toward the parts of themselves they were taught to exile. I help them transmute what seemed unbearable into clarity, direction, and life force. See my education here.
This work doesn’t bypass. It doesn’t rush. It honors the intelligence of the body and the sacred timing of transformation. It’s not about fixing what’s broken—it’s about forging something new from the truth of what’s been lived.
Because healing isn’t just about feeling better. It’s about remembering who you are—and becoming who you’re meant to be.
And my art is a continuation of that process.
It’s devotion. It gives form to what lives beneath language—the rupture and repair, the descent and emergence, the unmaking and becoming. Each piece is a portal, an invocation, a mirror of the healing journey in motion.
Both healing and art demand that we stop pretending. That we show up fully—raw, awake, accountable. They ask us to let go of false promises and lean into what’s real. To ride the wave of evolution, not resist it.
This is the work of liberation. Not a fantasy of arrival, but a daily return to truth. A commitment to living with vision, courage, and care in a world on fire.
As Fannie Lou Hamer said, “Nobody’s free until everybody’s free.”
I’m here to walk with you through the depths.
To help you reclaim what the world tried to strip from you.
To midwife your emergence.
To help you create something that wasn’t possible before.
I’ve shared this work with communities and institutions I deeply respect, including The Shift Network, The Institute of Noetic Sciences, The California Institute of Integral Studies, the California Academy of Sciences, and Hive Global Leaders.
My writing has appeared in Mass Appeal Magazine and Elephant Journal, and I’ve been featured in Gay In America, San Francisco Bay Times, Mantra Wellness Magazine and 24Life.
I’ve spoken with Montana Public Radio, The Breathe Network and dozens of podcasts devoted to healing, justice, and cultural transformation.
As a queer, cisgender man, my work is inseparable from my commitment to liberation. I stand in solidarity with BIPOC, AAPI, Latinx, LGBTQIA+ communities, immigrants, refugees, and survivors of sexual assault and abuse. This work is for all of us—for those who’ve been silenced, erased, displaced, and dismissed. I believe healing is a form of resistance, and I’m here to help reclaim what was never meant to be lost.