To share with you more of my history, I was homeless as a teenager for two-and-half years where I lived in the streets begging for food and change. As you can imagine, my life was filled with a great deal of uncertainty. By divine grace and guidance, I took shelter in the parking lot of a gym. The owner of the gym noticed me camping out there and after several weeks took me in. Pretty soon I had been adopted by the group of bodybuilders there and was given the nickname 'Pup'. However, it was after the very painful experience of my father committing suicide six months after getting off the street that I began my personal journey into spiritual growth and began questioning how I could affect a greater number people in a more loving, profound, and personal way.

Over the course of several years, I went from being homeless to living in a condo on a golf course and representing the United States in international events culminating in winning the middleweight title of the IFBB Mr. North America bodybuilding competition.

At the same time, I co-founded a nutritional company which subsequently became the largest sports nutrition company in the world. Blessed, I made my first million dollars by 27 years old. Being young, I then squandered my first 3 million to turn around and build it again and again…slow learner at times! Many of my lessons learned throughout my spiritual path have been in the face of adversity. While “crisis” has often had its own way of waking me to the moment and reminding me of what is important to me now, it is not a requirement of this journey. In March, my aorta dissected in 3 places and ruptured in one other. Medically, I should have died within moments.

The pain was excruciating as I could feel my organs dying and the blood flow to my entire body was cutoff. Much happened during that time. From being told they were going to amputate my right leg, friends came through whom I didn't know were true, and life long friends disappeared when a rumour went around that I died. I've been blessed by God. First, the doctors said I had less than a 10% chance to survive the surgeries. The hospital chaplain came to give me my last rites. I lived through the surgeries. Doctors said I would be on dialysis for the rest of my life, and I am not. Doctors said I would not have the use of my limbs again, and I do. Doctors said I would be incontinent and on a catheter for the rest of my life, and six months later I was healed. Doctors said I would be ...