I walk with those who are ready to enter the untamed landscapes within - where grief, shadow, sovereignty, and beauty converge.
I don’t fix or prescribe. I walk beside you as you remember who you were before the world told you who to be, so you can bring presence and aliveness to a wild and sovereign life.
Jaymi Jai
For twelve years I taught in public schools, working with teenagers who lived at the edges — the ones the system tired of explaining away. On paper I taught English and media studies. In practice, my classroom became a culture: a place of belonging, quiet rebellion, and soul.
I taught conflict resolution and ethics. I smuggled death meditations into poetry analysis and threaded inner-child work through novel studies. I showed students how systems are designed to silence the spirit and how a life lived from the heart is far richer than one lived by conditioned rules. Many came for the lesson but stayed for the warmth. I was often misunderstood, sometimes in trouble, and yet sought out by students who needed someone to see them without apology.
There was a day when the mask finally slipped. The school was protecting its image while my students were grieving and afraid. Something in me broke and a voice that had been held down for too long spoke with the kind of rage that lives in the marrow of your bones.
That moment changed everything.
The life I’d assembled around roles and responsibilities could no longer hold the truth I carried. The structures I had trusted — my name, my career, my marriage, the tidy story of who I was — went up in the same fire I had been stoking inside myself. I fell. I walked the dark night of the soul: a slow, relentless unmaking that stripped certainty, shook loose identity, and flung me into silence.
It was in that underworld that the work found me. Out of the ashes I learned what I’d only ever taught: how to stand in the heat and not be consumed; how to witness without erasing; how to hold fierce devotion without collapsing into saving. The descent taught me how to guide - not from instruction, but from initiation.
This is the story I carry into every space I hold. It is not a story of perfect arrival but of having been burned and returned with both hands full of fire. I bring the songs I learned in classrooms and the lessons that could not be taught from a syllabus: how to claim voice, how to refuse erasure, how to steward presence that calls others home to themselves.
AS YOUR INNER WILDERNESS GUIDE, I:
Walk beside you — not to fix or prescribe, but to accompany you through the untamed landscapes within.
Help you find clarity in the fog of overwhelm, self-doubt, or emotional chaos.
Guide you to reclaim boundaries and sovereignty so you can hold space for others without losing yourself.
Reflect your authentic voice and inner wilderness, so you feel rooted in who you are and free to create, love, and lead differently.
Create thresholds, not programs — spaces where your truth can rise in its own timing, like fire coaxed from embers.
Bridge mysticism with the practical, so your healing isn’t just theory — it becomes lived, embodied life.
Invite aliveness — awakening presence, creativity, and the wild freedom of living as your unmasked self.
Reflections
My Sacred Why
I do this work because I know what it is to live unseen — to have a voice but feel it silenced, to carry beauty but doubt it belongs in the world. I know the ache of building a life from assigned roles, only to watch it burn to the ground. And I know the fierce grace that can rise from those ashes.
I believe every person deserves to be witnessed as whole and beautiful, even in the places they feel most broken. There comes a moment in nearly every space I hold where I say, “You are beautiful.” Without fail, tears come — because so few of us, especially men, have ever heard it and believed it.
My devotion is not only to help you reclaim your voice and sovereignty, but to awaken what sovereignty makes possible: a life lived with presence, pleasure, and wild aliveness.
I guide because I love the wild — within us and around us. It is the wilderness that keeps calling me back to aliveness, and it is to that same aliveness I now call you.
This is why I guide. Not to fix, not to prescribe, but to walk beside you into the wilderness within — until you remember who you are, and begin to live as if your life were truly your own.
Every journey begins with a first step. Share a little of what’s calling you, and we’ll see where the path leads.