My life started the way
most of yours did.
Traumatically. I won't belabor the details. You probably recognize the shape of it anyway. Childhood leaves marks. The question is what you do with them.
What I did with mine was carry them forward, collecting more weight along the way. I grew up in a Christian cult. Lost my faith when I left it, and spent years looking for something solid to stand on. I found the Marines. I found combat. I found a family, a career, a home for a king, and inside all of it, constant turmoil.
I was burning myself out. Working on stimulants just to function. Taking enough medication to sedate something considerably larger than me. And still, the symptoms only got worse.
"Fifteen years in the VA system. Every SSRI. Every sleeping med. Every anti-psychotic on the list. When I was told that more medication might help, I decided it was time to find healing somewhere else."
The answers were in
the Amazon jungle.
In 2017, I traveled to the Amazon for an Ayahuasca vision quest. I didn't go because I had a plan. I went because I had run out of other options.
What I found there wasn't magic. It was clarity. For the first time in my life, I looked at myself without the filters, the defenses, or the medications blunting the signal. Decades of wounds, the kind I'd been managing and medicating and running from, became visible.
And visible things can be healed.
The beliefs formed in childhood. The patterns running on autopilot. The shadow that had been writing my story without my permission. It was all in there. It always was. We've had the answers the whole time. We just needed to know where to look.
Healing became
the mission.
After the Amazon, I rebuilt. Divorced after 18 years of marriage. Raised three kids. Found God again, not the version I was handed as a child, but the real thing, at my lowest point. And through all of it, one thing became undeniable:
The chains are not permanent. The patterns can be interrupted. The triggers can be dismantled. The story can be rewritten by you, not by your past. I am living proof of that.
Souls On Fire exists because I couldn't keep that discovery to myself. The coaching, the ceremonies, the app, the journal: all of it is the work that changed my life, translated into something you can actually use. Before the clock runs out.