We discover our calling not through abstract reflection, but through the stories we carry and the courage to share them. In this post, I share my own: how my father’s progressive politics and my mother’s deep interest in psychotherapy and healing gradually wove themselves together into a single thread of purpose.

That integration became the essence of my work. I convene groups where people do the inner and outer work simultaneously. Where healing and justice are not separate pursuits, but one practice in service of something we have partly forgotten: how to be a people together.