A Full Circle Moment
Every single person has a few painful chapters from their past. What are the odds that my hotel balcony faces my old apartment that contains one of my darkest chapters? After spending the past 16 years on a healing journey, it was time to return. Out front, I saw the...
Soaring Like An Eagle
Almost five years ago to the day, I was scheduled to speak at an event in Northern Saskatchewan. That morning, I went for a walk and felt an undeniable feeling. Out of nowhere, it became clear that I was supposed to leave Saskatchewan Indian Institute of Technologies...
Finding My Voice
One of the most common questions I am asked is about the tattoo on my throat. When we lost my best friend, Justin Andres, to suicide, he left me a note. I traced over his initials, surrounded them with the phoenix, and met with a tattoo artist. You see, Justin...