What is Coddiwompling?
A crooked path to something real — told through breath, story, and the occasional well-earned curse word.
Welcome Wanderer
I write about healing, stillness, and the breath — not as a guru, but as a man who nearly broke from the weight of pretending he was fine.
I little while back, I discovered a beautiful word — coddiwomple — which means:
“To travel in a purposeful manner toward a vague or unknown destination.”
I started Coddiwompling because I couldn’t pretend anymore. I was fucking burned out.
I couldn’t keep pretending and thinking more work and more money would fix the problem. Couldn’t fake ambition. Couldn’t sit in another Zoom meeting wondering if this is really what life’s about.
So I started wandering. Breathing. Writing.
“Coddiwompling: when you don’t know where the hell you’re going, but your soul knows the way.” — Someone wandering somewhere
It fits. Because that’s what this is.
I’m a man trying to come home to myself — after years of disconnection, overthinking, and living in survival-mode. And I’m sharing the journey as I walk it. I don’t know where the hell I will end up but I know what I am doing today.
What Am I Trying to Do Here?
If you’re new here, here’s the short version:
Coddiwompling is a place for honest stories, deep breaths, and remembering who the hell I am.
This newsletter is not self-help advice dressed in spiritual jargon. It’s not optimized or polished for virality. It’s messy. It’s human. It’s full of breath. It’s just me being me.
I’ve written about:
how joy is part of healing, not the reward for it
how overwhelm isn’t solved by more doing, but by breathing differently
how losing myself to people-pleasing, productivity, and old patterns carries a cost
and how stillness, nature, and laughter are some of the most reliable medicine allies we’ve got
Every Tuesday, I share a lesson I am trying to learn. Every Friday, I offer breathwork tools and something to anchor you through the noise.
I’m not here to be a know it all. But if you’ve ever felt lost, numb, stuck in your head, or unsure of what matters anymore— you’re not alone.
And you’re exactly where you need to be.
Posts That Define This Path
Want a taste of what Coddiwompling’s really about? Start with these posts:
Healing is Bullshit Without Joy: A reminder that healing doesn’t have to be so damn serious. Joy, sunlight, and dumb jokes matter just as much as shadow work and integration circles.
The Cure for Overwhelm Isn’t More Doing — It’s Breathing: A no-bullshit breakdown of how breathwork helps calm the chaos and bring you back to your body — with techniques you can try today.
The Cost of Leaving Myself Behind: A story about how easy it is to abandon yourself in the name of being “useful” — and what it takes to start coming back.
Why Breath?
Because the world is loud. Because trauma lives in the body, not just the mind. Because breathing is the only practice I’ve found that helps me get quiet enough to hear my heartbeat again.
I’m not trying to be anyone’s savior. But I do believe in this work — this wandering, this breathing, this truth-telling — can save lives. It saved mine.
So I write. I breathe. I show up every week, to help us both come home.
“I never trusted straight roads or men who thought they knew exactly where they were going.”
— Probably Twain (or someone who lived like him)
Where Am I Going?
I don’t know the destination. That’s the point.
But I know this: I want to help people get out of their heads and back into their bodies and hearts. I want to explore breath, healing, and truth with people who are tired of pretending.
I want to keep it simple. I want to keep it real. And I want to tell the truth, even when my voice shakes.
So if you’re into that — subscribe, breathe with me, and let’s coddiwomple.
Here is one of my favorite posts: When You Can’t Feel a Damn Thing.
The path may be crooked. But it’s real. And that’s enough.
If you’ve felt numb, lost, or like your life doesn’t quite fit — this space is for you. Subscribe. Read. Breathe. Let’s wander this road together.