“You’ve always been in the way,” my sister whispered, shoving me out of the chopper while my husband watched, silent and complicit for the $5M payout. Everyone thought I was dead. But when I pushed open the church doors during my funeral service, my husband went pale. I locked eyes with him and said…

them hardcore survival skills as a conduit for reclaiming their personal power.

It was through the foundation that I met James. He was a search-and-rescue coordinator who volunteered his time teaching navigation. He didn’t look at me like a tragic headline. He looked at me like a peer. When I finally told him the intricacies of the nightmares, he didn’t continue reading …