There’s a path I’ve been walking for years now. 
It doesn’t always look like a trail. Sometimes it’s more like a free fall. 
Other times, it’s a quiet remembering. A breath. A choice. A turning toward.

This blog is not a platform. It’s not content. 
It’s a prayer.

A prayer for those who are healing. 
A prayer for those who are holding it all together. 
A prayer for those who’ve seen the edge and decided to keep going.

I started Awakened Hearts because I believe the world doesn’t need more noise. 
It needs more truth. More beauty. More sacred witnessing. 
This space is where I’ll share the real walk — 
the raw, the mystical, the messy, the holy.

You’ll find stories from my own healing path — 
from heroin to healer, from chaos to clarity. 
You’ll find medicine memories, ceremony reflections, lessons from the fire. 
You’ll also find tools — rituals, breathwork, prompts, and practices — 
to help you integrate what you’re feeling into how you’re living.

This blog is a bridge. 
Between the memoir and the moment. 
Between the past that shaped me and the future we’re all midwifing together.

So whether you’re in the middle of a spiritual awakening, 
navigating grief, fatherhood, love, betrayal, or purpose — 
you are welcome here.

Bring your questions. Bring your scars. Bring your whole self. 
And may every word you find here be a reminder: 
You’re not alone on the path. 
You’re walking with the medicine. 
And the medicine is walking with you.— Jesse