My name is Joshua Swenson. I was born into a world of certainty, but questions kept breaking through the cracks: What is consciousness? How do we meet the sacred? What are we becoming together in this age of great unraveling?

Those questions carried me from a high-control religious upbringing, through studies of psychology and religion, to meditating under the Bodhi Tree in India. They carried me into grief for a collapsing world when my daughter was born, and into the deeper griefs of my own life.

Through grief I found ceremony, breathwork, medicine journeys, and wild practices of healing and transformation. Through rupture I found roots — men’s circles, desert fasts, climate grief support groups, and guiding others in expanded states of consciousness.

I am still being remade, still apprenticed to mystery. My work now is not to offer answers, but to hold space for the revelations that rise when we allow ourselves to break open together.