Without hope, we all die.

If we’re honest, most of us have been to the edge of hope, or have confronted what I like to call a "cliff moment”.  As someone directly impacted by murder, domestic violence and addiction,  I’ve been to the edge of that cliff many times.  Having wrestled with the crisis of hopelessness, my primary concern is how do we talk people off of the cliff?  Help them resuscitate the hope lying dormant in them?  How do any of us release our sorrows over agonizing disappointments and allow ourselves to be meaningfully remade by situations that would otherwise kill us?  

I’ve come to learn, in spite of the gravity of all the tragedies I’ve faced and transformed, that there is a sacred space in each of us that always remains unspoiled by disappointment.  It is the spirit in this space, where the inner-badass dwells, that I desire to resurrect in others through my project:  The Badass That Hope Built™.  LEARN MORE.