There was a time I took a big chance on myself. I left San Francisco and moved back to Atlanta for an opportunity I believed in…and it fell through. What followed was 8 months of homelessness. No plan. No safety net. Just me… my ego… and a decision to keep going. Fast forward to now— I’m sitting in my home (still mid-renovation), thinking about everything it took to get here. The setbacks. The failures. Some very public, some completely silent. The moments I questioned everything. Even two years ago, a car accident slowed me down in ways I didn’t expect. And again, rebuilding. But here’s what I know: The people who build something real… great… are the ones who get back up. Again. And again. And again. Sound healing didn’t just become my work, it became something I built my life through. From homeless… to homeowner. From uncertainty… to something deeply aligned. I have countless stories of getting back up. Maybe it’s time I start sharing them. If you want to hear more, let...