The Awakening

A Season of Renewal

Hello everyone! I hope this finds you well, and somewhere touched by fall, my favorite season. As a kid from the East Coast, autumn has always felt like home to me: crisp air, warm colors, and the quiet wisdom that reminds us to listen, learn, and begin again.

My father taught that true wisdom comes from carrying an empty cup, stepping out the door each day ready to learn from anyone and anything. Whether it’s a child, an elder, or the land itself, the world always has something to teach. Each time I pick up a tool, I feel the memory of the first time it was placed in my hand. These gifts from my father continue to shape my life.

The past few years were hard , full of loss, exhaustion, and lessons learned twice, sometimes ten times. I lost both of my parents, the pillars of my world. Yet even in grief, I found inspiration in the vibrant elders around me who chose health and presence as a way of life. They remind me to honor my own well-being, something I nearly lost track of.

Then life surprised me. A little over a month ago, a wrong number led me to a place, and people, I never expected. Good, genuine souls. Someone whose life was changed by words I spoke long ago, the way my father hoped all teachings would take root: learned, lived, and carried into the world. It reminded me how deeply our paths can echo. It reminds me of the concentric range. My father started Will reverberate ad infinitum, continuing to change things for the better. The place that I dwell and teach from.

This journey I’m on now, part healing, part creative rebirth, is my way of honoring my father’s vision and stepping fully into my own. This winter, I will continue to rest and rebuild while also teaching what I have learned.

Winter is the time of creating. Sharpening and maintaining tools, making a stone axe, and in my case, today, I am grateful that I a.m in a place where I am appreciated for who I am as an individual and also how many skill sets I have accrued in the game of life.

I love Helping a friend with his sawmill.

I love rebuilding my work from the ground up.

Traveling, creating, teaching, even without a key piece of gear I had to let go.

And yet, I feel momentum. I feel hope.

Sometimes I’ve wondered why people seem unsure of me. But I trust the unseen world , the one that sees not just deeds, but motives. The past has passed. Now begins the awakening.

New Weekly Live Podcast Adventure

An Alaskan brown bear on the Russian river one of my favorite photographs I've ever taken from a much happier time in my life

I’m excited to share The Awakening, a multi-part online series coming soon. Like all my classes, it will be “pay what you will” (with a one-dollar legal minimum). Even though my dream is to one day literally do all my teaching for free, here's these pesky things called bills, so I simply ask to give what you can without going without. That’s all I ask. In-person programming and private online classes will have a sliding scale fee.

Every struggle, self-inflicted or otherwise, has become a teacher. Looking back across the landscape of my life, I see the many selves I’ve been, all woven together with my father’s teachings and the gifts of Earth Mother. For the first time, I feel fully stepped into the wide-angle life.

This is what I offer you, in online or in-person classes:

to share what was given to me,

to pass on the vision,

to show why the harder path was worth taking.

I won’t start a class until everything is truly ready. I’m reclaiming my promise to be impeccable with my word.

And remember, I am always available for private teaching, in person or online.

Thank you for walking this unfolding path with me.

The best is coming.

Walk well,

T3