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I’ve spent eight years working with the therapeutic and ceremonial sides of mushrooms — one-on-one, in ceremony, and in the quiet work of helping people integrate what they find. Before any of that, I spent fifteen years trying to understand why I was the way I was. This is that story, and why it might matter to you. Long before any of this had a name, I was a kid carrying things no kid should carry. That didn’t stay in childhood. It followed me into an unsuccessful marriage, into fatherhood, into a period of homelessness, and into more than one night I didn’t expect to survive. I lost my younger sister to suicide. I became a father again, to my second daughter, and watching her was what finally made me see how broken I actually was. I couldn’t keep pretending it was normal. What followed was over a decade of genuinely trying. Therapies that didn’t land. Self-help that scratched the surface. Training in NLP and CBT. Going deep into Carl Jung’s work. Then meditation, Buddhism, breathwork. Every one of them gave me something. None of them gave me enough. I kept hitting a ceiling I couldn’t name. I met mushrooms properly in my late thirties, and it changed the shape of everything. I studied them seriously — the therapeutic protocols being developed and published in clinical research — and I began deepening my own understanding carefully, deliberately, always with real safeguards in place. I started mapping my own patterns. Then I started seeing the same patterns in how the human mind works more broadly: trauma, emotion, neuroscience, all the pieces I’d studied for years finally connecting. Mushrooms opened the therapeutic door. Ayahuasca opened a different one. Three ceremonies with Peruvian shamans showed me the mystical, spiritual side of plant medicine that no protocol or textbook had prepared me for. I kept studying it in ceremony in Ecuador, then in Spain, because I wanted to understand this properly, not just experience it once. Somewhere in the middle of all that studying, people started showing up on my path who needed the same kind of guidance I’d been building for myself. I started helping them. It worked, consistently, in a way that surprised even me. Over 800 one-on-one sessions later, I’ve mapped how this work moves — not just for me, but for the people I sit with — and built my own protocols around what actually helps someone move through it safely. Eventually the one-on-one work turned into seminars and webinars — teaching people how to prepare for a session or ceremony, and just as importantly, how to integrate it afterward, which is where most of the real change actually happens. The Wisdom of Mushrooms grew out of that: a place for the therapeutic and the ceremonial sides of this work to sit together, held by someone who has been on both sides of the table. Four things I won’t compromise on, whether we’re in a consultation or in ceremony. Grounded in real psychological frameworks — NLP, CBT, Jungian work — not ceremony alone. Every protocol I use is built around real safeguards, not improvisation. Shaped by traditional ceremonial practice, not only a clinical approach. The session or ceremony is the beginning. Most of the real work happens in what comes after. Read what people who’ve sat with me have to say about their sessions and their integration afterward. Whether you’re preparing for a first session, working through integration after a ceremony, or just trying to understand if this path is right for you, I’d like to hear from you.
Before I could guide anyone else through the dark, I had to survive my own.
8
Years guiding this work
800+
One-on-one sessions held
15
Years of inner work first
3
Traditions I draw on
The long way here
Fifteen years before the first mushroom
Where it started
Fifteen years of trying to fix myself
Meeting mushrooms
The ceremonial side
People started finding me
The Wisdom of Mushrooms
How I hold this work
Therapeutic, not just spiritual
Safety first, always
Ceremonial, not just clinical
Integration-focused
Don’t just take it from me.
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