Let me start with a question: have you ever looked at your life and thought, How did I get here? That’s pretty much the recurring theme of mine. I’ve made choices that seemed like a good idea at the time (mostly), stumbled into grace I didn’t deserve, and tripped over life lessons so hard I’m surprised I didn’t sprain something.

But somewhere between the chaos and the clarity, I found threads of meaning. I found healing. I found breathwork. And somewhere along the way, I realized life isn’t just what happens when you’re awake—dreams, the ones we have at night and the ones we chase during the day, hold just as much power to shape us.