The Healing Breath

The Healing Breath Breath | Ceremony | Land | Legacy

Threshold work for men, women & families
ready to come out of survival,
return to the body,
and live with ceremony.

Breath is the doorway. What comes next is your responsibility.

09/01/2026

There’s something I’ve been sitting with for a while, and I’m going to say it plainly.

Not all breathwork is created equal.

And some of the new hype styles…
they remove the very thing breathwork is built on
connection.

When you put noise cancelling headphones on a group of people,
blindfold them,
and blast a pre programmed digital soundtrack so loud they can’t feel their own heartbeat…

You disconnect them from everything that matters.

From the facilitator’s attunement.
From the other humans in the room.
From the energy that actually moves when people breathe together.
From the subtle things, emotion, intuition, presence, safety.

You get the illusion of a big experience,
but not the depth.

And here’s the part most people won’t say out loud.

If a facilitator can’t feel you…
they can’t support you.
They can’t redirect you.
They can’t ground you.
They can’t catch dissociation before it spirals.

Headphones and hype can’t replace attunement.

Tech can’t replace presence.

Let me be clear, music is not the enemy.
I use playlists too.
I spend hours feeling into what each journey needs, from the pacing, the rise, the drop, the space between.
Music is a tool.
But in some of these new styles, the music becomes the facilitator…
and the facilitator becomes redundant.

Music should SUPPORT the breathwork,
not override the body.
Not drown out intuition.
Not replace presence.

And when people dissociate, shut down, or get emotionally flooded behind headphones,
no one knows.
No one sees.
No one can intervene.

That’s not just ineffective,
it’s unsafe.

Breathwork was never meant to isolate people.
It was never meant to be consumed like entertainment.
It was never meant to be outsourced to a machine.

Breath is relational.
Breath is communal.
Breath is alive.

When you strip away connection, body language, intuition, energy, and the ability to respond in real time…
you remove the soul of the work.

You’re left with theatrics.
Volume.
Overwhelm.
And a room full of people having “big experiences”
without actually processing anything.

I’m not here to attack facilitators.
I’m not here to shame anyone’s preference.
People can do whatever they want.

But I am here to protect the integrity of this work.
And integrity requires connection.
Not performance or production.
Not programming.

I am here to speak honestly about the difference between depth…
and distraction.

Between ceremony…
and spectacle.

Between attunement…
and automation.

Some things should never be replaced by technology.
And breathwork… real breathwork, grounded breathwork, embodied breathwork,
is one of them.

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06/01/2026

Be honest with yourself.
Or stay comfortable.

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06/01/2026

Motivation comes and goes.
Discipline decides.

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05/01/2026

If you’ve been following along these last posts,
you’ve probably noticed something.

This wasn’t a highlight reel or glow up.
And it wasn’t a straight line.

It was a man moving through seasons.

A life that looked good but felt wrong.
Leaving what was secure.
Trying something closer.
Then closer again.
Building.
Letting go.
Starting over more than once.

From uniform to owner.
From stability to freedom.
From freedom to alignment.
From alignment to standing here now,
with no safety net or guarantees, and no pretending.

If any of this resonated, it’s not because our stories are the same.
It’s because the pattern is.

Most of us aren’t stuck because we’re lazy or broken.
We’re stuck because we’ve outgrown something
that once kept us safe.

And leaving what worked,
even when it no longer fits,
can feel more terrifying than staying unhappy.

So we delay.
We justify and then we wait for the “right time.”

Until life strips something away for us.
Or cracks us open and/or asks us a question we can’t unhear.

Why not now?
Why not you?

This journey wasn’t about finding the perfect answer.
It was about choosing honesty one step at a time.

Choosing family over image.
Integrity over income.
Depth over speed.
Truth over comfort.

And here’s the part that matters most.

If you’re somewhere in the middle of your own unraveling…
If you’re standing on uncertain ground with no clear map…

You’re not behind or failing.
And you’re definitely not alone.

You’re in a transition most people never allow themselves to enter.

Is is not about becoming someone new.
It is about shedding what was never truly you.

And the path doesn’t require certainty.
Only courage.
Breath.
And the willingness to keep choosing what’s honest.

If this story has walked beside you at all,
let it be a reminder.

There is nothing wrong with starting again.
There is nothing weak about changing your mind.
And there is nothing selfish about building a life that feels true in your body.

We’re all walking our own version of this road.

Some just a little more quietly than others.

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05/01/2026

Feeling called doesn’t cost anything.
Commitment does.

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We built a team.Slowly at first.Then all at once.10… 12… 14 team members at different points.Systems coming online and c...
02/01/2026

We built a team.

Slowly at first.
Then all at once.

10… 12… 14 team members at different points.
Systems coming online and clients being well looked after.
The business no longer needing us on the tools every day.

For the first time, we could step back from working in the business
and start working on it properly.

My wife stepped back first.
She was pregnant with our 3rd, and it was time to slow down and be home.

The business held.

When our daughter was born, that became my moment too.
I stepped back.

And it worked.

The thing we’d intended from the beginning was actually happening.
The company ran.
We were paid as owners, not workers.
There was space again.

It was a few days into 2021, I was talking with a friend and business coach Marcus Kroek. Discussing the next 12 months…

I said something like,
“When the kids are older, we want to go travelling.
Buy a bus. Convert it. See the country.”

He looked at me and said,
“Why not now?”

That question landed harder than it should have.

Literally 2 weeks later, we had a camper trailer.
2 months after that, we left.

At first, it was meant to be about 9 months of travel…

It turned into more than 4 years.

We travelled and lived small.
We were free.

The kids grew up on the road.
Days weren’t scheduled and life slowed to a human pace.

And all the while, we were being provided for
by a company we’d built from the ground up.

From the outside, it probably looked like we’d cracked the code.

And in many ways…
it really was a beautiful season.

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