I was eleven years old, deep on a portage trail, when something shifted. The trees, the wind, the earth beneath my feet—it all turned toward me, as if nature itself had a sparkle in its eye. It wasn’t just me moving through the wilderness; the wilderness was alive, aware, seeing me as if it was myself.
That moment never left me. It was the first time I felt the deep intelligence of the natural world—not as something separate, but as something I was part of. Years passed, and I found myself drawn again and again into the wild, guiding others through dog-sledding, sea kayaking, canoeing, and sailing. But beyond the adventure, something else was happening: people were waking up.
I began to see it—how stepping into the vastness of nature unlocks something ancient inside us. The conditioning, the noise, the structure we’ve built around ourselves—it starts to fall away. And in that space, something real emerges. Presence. Awareness. A deep remembering of who we’ve always been.
For those who feel it—that quiet pull, that whisper of something more—I offer this: a journey back into the wild, into presence, into yourself.
If this speaks to you, let’s talk. The trail is waiting.
Expeditions for Life 