- WHO I AM

Hi, I'm Daniel

I'm not a therapist, life coach, or healer.

I'm the man 1,100+ clients turned to after working with them, and still not getting the results they desired.

This is the story of how I got here, and how I created The Wound Unwinding Process; the most effective emotional healing technique I've encountered that doesn't require taking substances. Built not in a training room but in the wreckage of my own life falling apart.

It's the first time I've shared any of this publicly.

"I didn't learn my method from a book. I created it because healing myself was literally life-or-death, and everything else I tried failed."

I was born with the umbilical cord around my neck.

They got me out in time. Technically. But the body keeps a record of things like that, and mine has been trying to resolve that moment for over forty years.

It took me most of my life to understand that the suicidal depression I carried since birth, the felt sense that I wasn't supposed to be here, and the alarm that lived permanently in my nervous system, weren't character flaws. The pain I lived with for most of my life wasn't an unfortunate circumstance. It was training.

That's where this work began. Not in a certification program. Not in a textbook. Here.

- A ROUGH START

I lived in Jerusalem, South Africa, California, and New Jersey before I was three. Five moves. Three countries. Three languages.

I remember crying in the car on the drive from California to New Jersey, feeling like my life was over. I got ripped out of a home I loved. I left my only friend. I felt like I was dying, and I was only three.

Being born in Jerusalem, but raised in New Jersey was hard. My kindergarten teacher bullied me because of my broken English and thick Israeli accent in front of the other kids, who rejected me as well. One day I walked into the kitchen and told my mom I'd never speak Hebrew again. I wanted to fit in. Be accepted. So I committed to never being myself again to do it. I learned how to hate myself and I wasn't even four yet.

Growing up feeling like a suicidally-depressed, autistic alien meant I didn't know how to do anything naturally. I didn't even know how to smile. Most people learn by being happy. But when my mother asked me to smile on family trips, I'd tell her: "What do I have to smile about?" I was nine. But I meant it. I studied pictures of people smiling so I could look normal in my senior yearbook picture.

I learned how to do things others do naturally the way an anthropologist studies a foreign tribe. I kept notebooks on how people told jokes, made conversation, and made friends. I reverse-engineered how to be human so I could blend in. That process of discovering the mechanism beneath behavior until I understood it and could manipulate it like a mechanic became the engine of everything I do with clients.

- FAILING TO FIT IN

School deepened my depression. In first grade, I stood up for a kid who'd been ostracized by everyone, including his own mother. My other friends told me to drop him or lose them. I told them to take a hike, then spent the next 6 years mostly alone.

Meanwhile, I tried to keep to myself so I wouldn't attract attention, but I got it anyway. Kids called me weird, hurled insults at me regularly, and shoved me in the hallways. In high school, my best friend Matt, suddenly declared war on me. He told people he wanted to destroy me. He spread lies about me around the school, and campaigned for others to hate me. I still don't know why. I ended up feeling so isolated and unwelcome that I ate lunch alone for a whole year. It didn't help that I was 6'2 and weighed 135lbs so I felt both emotionally and physically weak and fragile.

I thought college would be better. It wasn't. I went to Carnegie Mellon University, the best university in the world at the time for my major (Cognitive Science). I even made it into a fraternity. And somehow, even there, I got bullied had almost no friends.

That was where I had my first real brush with suicide. It wasn't a passing though, I made a plan. It happened after a word got stuck in my head for who I really was and would always be. Loser. The lowest on the totem pole. The one everyone rejects and steps on. I told myself if I still felt like a loser in the morning I'd go through with my plan.

I woke up furious instead. Not at myself. At the world, for trying to make me quit. Something cold and defiant came online that morning. Not hope, not healing, not the desire to feel better. Pure refusal. I wasn't going to let the bullies of the world win. I also wasn't going to numb it with medication, because that felt like a different kind of surrender.

So I made another vow. I'd figure out exactly why I was the way I was, and change it. But not as an act of self-love. As an act of revenge.

"I've been to hell so many times everyone there knows me.

And I've gotten myself out so many times I know where all the exits are."

I moved to California after graduating. I got a job in aerospace through a fraternity connection and stayed for eight years despite hating every day of it. The last few years I read Game of Thrones at my desk instead of working. I left early on Fridays, drank until Sunday night, and showed up hungover every Monday.

Meanwhile, something was quietly shifting. I was still taking notes on how normal people operate, but it was starting to work. I was dating. Making friends. Getting better at the thing I'd had to study from the outside my entire life. The friendships mostly revolved around being drunk together, but they were friendships. Progress, I told myself. Probably.

The depression hadn't lifted. I just got better at functioning inside it.

- LIFE GETS REALLY, REALLY WEIRD

In 2012 I walked into an NLP workshop out of curiosity. It felt like remembering a language I'd always known. I saw it work for people. I felt it work for me. I saw it could be a career. So I got the first of what would become nine certifications in NLP, timeline therapy, hypnosis, transformation, and Vedic sciences. I quit my aerospace job, and set off to start my new life as a life coach.

But the man who certified me in NLP and promised to show me how to build a business turned out to have no business strategies to share. I knew how to help people transform, but not how to get people to sign up for it. And without a job, I burned through my savings. Fast.

I freaked out. My baseline anxiety was through the roof. And my search for relief led me to somewhere I never expected to be...

a dark Hindu cult.

I knew it was a cult when I joined. I didn't know how dark it was.

I'm not going to name the organization. What I will tell you is this: if you ever encounter an Indian spiritual teacher with long fake dreads who calls himself Nithyananda, do not engage. I'm still a little wary of saying that publicly. I watched what they trained their followers to do to people who spoke against their "guru." But protecting the next person matters more than my caution.

I stayed a year and a half. And while I was there, I witnessed things happen that I had no rational framework for. Children reading books while blindfolded. People sending texts to friends who were house-sitting for them, accurately describing what room those friends were in, what they were wearing, what they were doing, and freaking them out completely. I watched people move coconuts by concentrating on them. I saw people read minds in vivid, verified detail.

But I didn't just see it. I did it.

And thirty years of thinking I knew what was real in the world broke.

- METAMORPHOSIS

I was a hardcore atheist up until the cult. I thought spirituality was a pleasant way of organizing reality for people who couldn't accept randomness and the finality of death. I said that out loud, frequently, with confidence. But that model got dismantled after I kept seeing and doing things I couldn't explain. Then, during a ceremony in Phuket, Thailand, I experienced a kundalini awakening...words I would have rolled my eyes at two years earlier... and everything changed. I could suddenly feel other people's feelings, hear their thoughts, and sense energy.

As much as I tried to resist, that blew something open.

I could no longer hold on to my previous model of the world or what was possible in it.

Then I realized: I'd always been like this. I had these experiences as a child, but thought I was crazy. I buried it to be normal. The awakening didn't give me something new. It brought me back me to a part of me I suppressed for thirty years.

That return healed my suicidal depression.

Not lessened it. Healed it.

But eventually I saw what was really going on in the cult. I saw darkness that chilled me to the bone. So my friend and I left. I threw away everything I got from the "guru"; every piece of clothing, trinket, necklace, book, photograph of him. Two days later, every pipe in her house burst at the same time and filled both stories in two inches of water. My brand new car vanished out of a gated garage while parked in tandem and surrounded by other cars. I spent a week terrified of what might happen next.

But nothing did. I got out.

Towards the last few months with the cult, I started finding clients on my own. I accidentally figured out a cold outreach strategy on Facebook that wasn't glamorous, but worked. Within six months I was on track for six figures. Within a year I was the #1 life coach in Los Angeles on Yelp, a ranking I held until I moved my business three days before writing the words you're reading now.

I worked with a Hollywood director with an award-winning show on Netflix, a comedian you probably follow if you enjoy standup, 9-figure entrepreneurs, and clients from four continents. I had a podcast with hundreds of thousands of downloads. I spoke on stages.

I did it. The kid who ate lunch alone...The one who couldn't smile for a photograph because nobody had ever given him a reason to... The one who planned his exit from life because he never thought he'd make anything of himself...

He built something real.

- OUT OF THE FRYING PAN...

In the middle of it all, a feeling something crept up on me slowly and then hit me all at once in a meditation. Even though my life looked enviable on paper, and I should have felt ecstatic,

I felt empty.

The longer I sat with it, the clearer it became: I had always felt this way. I was 35 and never felt positive emotions. I had fun when I partied, especially when I partied hard, but I never felt happy. I grew up feeling anger, hopelessness, and despair. But I had never experienced joy. My coaches always told me to add more joy to my life, and I kept telling them I didn't know what that meant. I remember having a conversation with a woman I was dating, when I admitted I didn't think I was capable of ever feeling romantic love.

I had a hot blonde girlfriend, a three-story house in LA, a booming business, and made more more money than I knew what to do with. I had everything that was supposed to make me happy. But I felt nothing. My relationship felt hollow. So did my success. I didn't care about the house.

I knew something needed to change. Not incrementally. Fundamentally.

"I made an agreement with the Universe. I said, 'If everything I know about myself needs to burn so I can become the man I'm supposed to be, let it burn."

That's how my journey with shamanic medicine began. I had 12 ceremonies with ayahuasca and kambo, 7 with bufo, and 15 with mushrooms. But before my first ceremony, I signed an agreement with the Universe without reading it first.

I healed traumas I didn't know I was carrying. I learned how to accept myself, erased fears, and felt joy for the first time. I felt like I finally found my way to genuine happiness.

Then, just a few months later, everything fell apart.

- MY GREATEST EDUCATION

The four years that followed were a masterclass in getting what you asked for.

The first time I fell in love, it was wonderful. It stretched me into vulnerability I hadn't known I was capable of, and into feelings I thought I'd never experience. But love has a specific, unforgiving way of illuminating exactly what you've been trying to hide, even from yourself.

I found myself reacting in ways I couldn't explain, and feeling pain that was completely out of proportion to what was happening. But the part that broke me most wasn't the pain. It was losing access to the intelligence and self-awareness I'd built my entire identity on.

I was the person who understood patterns. I could name the mechanism behind almost any human behavior. I still watched myself turn into a defensive, needy, resentful, people-pleaser. I couldn't stop it. I had reverse-engineered and unlocked humor, friendship, and human connection by myself. To suddenly have no access to my own toolkit and feel utterly lost was its own specific kind of shame.

Then, just as my relationship started getting rocky, my business slowed to a near-halt.

I did what you do when something stops working; I hired people who were supposed to know why. I spent $90,000 on business and marketing coaches. Every one of them told me what I'd created was brilliant. Every single one watched it land to silence. Launches that flopped. Posts that felt like yelling into a void. Offers that got crickets. And the same cycle kept happening: I'd feel this program will finally work, followed by the particular devastation of watching it not work, again, while someone collected my money and called it promising.

In the span of just a few months, my relationship started falling apart, I was on track to make 1/3 of last year's income, and I started sleeping 0-2 hours each night.

Then, my intuition went dark.

I spent years learning to rely on it, built a business around it, and experienced it as the most reliable thing I owned. Losing it felt like going blind. It felt like being out at sea then losing my compass.

Around the same time, the second relationship I fell in love in ended as well. My business was still in survival mode. Before this downward spiral, my friends called me the "hot, jacked guy" of the group, and it became part of how I measured my worth. But by then I hadn't been able to work out in over a year, and I lost all my muscle. I lost most of my friends in a few months. I did everything I could to stop my world from falling apart, and watched it crumble anyway.

Then something even bigger collapsed. The identity I built on being the person who could figure anything out fell. I could finally see what it was made of. Beneath the wealth, #1 ranking, and luxurious lifestyle, I was mostly made of masking, coping, and avoidance dressed up as growth.

My life was a beautiful house I built on foundations partially made of sand. I could renovate it endlessly, but no amount of new paint, fixtures, or stories about who I am would prevent the entire structure from falling down because the foundations were unstable. But a house built on compromised foundations comes down eventually, whether you're ready or not.

So mine came down.

"Intimate relationships will bring up your deepest, most painful wounds.

The ones at the root of your triggers, reactions, beliefs, and perceptions.

Heal there, and your whole life will change."

- BUILT OUT OF RUBBLE

And when it did, I could finally see what had been underneath, sabotaging my life for decades. I finally saw the patterns that drove my marketing failures, heartbreaks, isolation, and emptiness. Some began at my birth. Many were so old, so entrenched in the architecture of who I was I couldn't tell where they ended and I began. It felt like my very identity was dissolving.

I tried using my own tools on myself. They didn't work. And that was its own specific terror. Not just that I was suffering, but that the skill set I spent twenty years building couldn't reach what was happening inside me now.

These wounds had been there so long they were part of who I was. I didn't just carry them, I built my personality around them. The chameleoning, people-pleasing, hypervigilance, performed competence, all the behaviors I'd adopted to avoid feeling them weren't symptoms I could treat separately. They were load-bearing walls of my identity. Remove them and there was no structure left. I didn't know who I was without them. I didn't know what life looked like without the constant need to manage them.

Thankfully, shamanic medicine felt emotionally supportive and helped me heal. Everything else I tried reached the surface and stopped.

If I was going to pull myself out of hell this time, I needed a new technique. Something so effective and deep, it could heal the most painful insecurities, fears, and traumas by dissolving them at the root.

That's how The Wound Unwinding Process was born. Not in a training room, but out of the rubble of everything I thought I was.

- CURRENT DAY

I'm still in it.

That's not a confession of failure. It's the most important thing I can tell you about why this work is different.

The healing I've done over the last two years, especially, removed masks I didn't know I was wearing. I stopped chameleoning. Stopped reflexively becoming whoever the room needed me to be. I feel truly safe for the first time in my life. Not because circumstances got easier. They haven't. But because I healed around the birth trauma, the age-three vow, and the nine-year-old who didn't know what he had to smile about.

That level of authenticity cost me. My last relationship dissolved. I lost friendships that weren't built on who I actually am. My previous approach to business stopped making sense. I pivoted. I'm sharing things publicly that I've never put online before, including most of what you just read.

This is what happens when the work actually works. You don't end up with a smoother version of the old life. You end up with a different life. One that's truly aligned with who you actually are, not who you thought you were or needed to be.

I have nine certifications, 20+ years of applied experience, and ranking as #1 life coach in LA for 8 years. My clients have called in over $32 million in revenue, healed marriages that were days from ending, and gone from suicidal to genuinely, self-loving. Not by managing symptoms, but by healing the wound generating them.

None of that is what makes me qualified to work with you.

What qualifies me is what I've been through and what I learned by getting through it. The depression with no name. The relationship that brought up everything. The identity built on competence that collapsed the moment it mattered most. Watching everything important to me fall apart. Every time I rebuilt myself and my life, my mastery of my craft deepened in ways nobody can teach. Some things can only be learned from inside the experience.

I used to feel shame around my challenges. I used wonder how I could help others when I kept running into such painful difficulties. But now I realize they're my greatest teachers. My clients get the results they get because I don't have a perfect Disney-ending life.

If you've tried therapy, communication training, attachment theory, and mindset work, and you're still reacting the same way, know this: you're not broken and you're not a special case. You're working at the level of the symptom. Resolve the problem at the root-level, and conflicts stop. The cycles of hurting yourself and your partner end. You feel more naturally confident, grounded, clear, and in control.

Your relationship transforms. Your life changes. You change.

That's what we do here.

The Wound Unwinding Process

This technique incorporates the most effective and efficient emotional healing and cognitive rewiring techniques I've ever encountered, and combines them into something I've never seen anywhere else.

It starts by creating safety in the body. This first step is critical, because a body in self-defense mode resists change. Then we meet the wounded part driving the pattern. We work through the protective layers around it until we can reach the original wounding event that needs to heal for the pattern to stop. We relive it, safely. We feel and express the emotions present as fully and intensely as possible, but not to release or erase them. To integrate them.

This is where even the most experienced coaches and healers unintentionally sabotage their work. Whatever we resist persists. The negative emotional reactions that have been quietly breaking apart your relationship got stuck in your body because you resisted them during a wounding event. Thinking about your healing as "letting go," "releasing," or "erasing" them is just more resistance. Trying to heal like that is like trying to dig your way out of a hole. That's why it hasn't worked.

Integration creates the feeling of release, with a bonus. Your body's been spending enormous energy keeping those emotions suppressed so you never have to fully feel them. That suppression doesn't just keep them stuck, it's what creates the wound's worst symptoms. It creates fears, insecurities, disconnection, and even self-hatred. When you stop fighting the emotion and actually move into it, that trapped energy disperses. Your body stops using it to guard a wound and gets it back as usable fuel. This dissolves stress, anxiety, overwhelm, and burnout.

Then we do the cognitive work. We identify the beliefs that formed during the original event, and rewire them at the root.

Symptoms don't need to be managed after that. They stop. Because their causes are gone.

What Happens When You

Unwind the Wound

"We were days away from getting a divorce before we saw Dan. Therapy didn't help. Couples counseling didn't work. It's now 6 months after his program, and we've been so happy together we're going to reinstate our vows and have a second wedding." - Daniel C.

"I've been to several psychologists, therapists and coaches over the decades. Some have been pretty good, but Dan is absolutely, by far, the best I've ever had. My relationships with my wife and daughters changed in ways I never thought possible. My personal and business growth has dramatically improved in measurable ways." - Barry B.

"I didn't feel enough, I didn't feel worthy on my own, I didn't feel like I had any authentic relationships in my life, and I didn't love myself. Daniel's sessions changed everything. I have real friends, I'm confident again, and I love myself again. Life feels different. I feel different." - Neenah M.

This Is For You If...

You're in a relationship that keeps repeating the same conflicts or emotional patterns

You're successful in business, but feel stuck in your relationship

You're willing to examine your own emotional patterns, not just your partner’s

You're ready for deep, transformative root-cause healing--not talk therapy or surface-level skill-building

You want deeper emotional stability, trust, and connection in their relationships

This Is NOT For You If...

You're looking for someone to tell you that you're right and they're wrong

You’re hoping someone else will “fix” your relationship for you

You’re looking for strategies to control or change your partner

You're looking for the fastest, cheapest, easiest solutions to your problems

You aren't willing to take responsibility for your patterns, feelings, and choices

If the left column sounded like you,

and you're ready to end the patterns quietly sabotaging your relationship,

there's only one thing left to do.

Apply for Your

Relationship Pattern Clarity Session

In this 75 minute session, I'll identify the emotional wounds quietly sabotaging your relationship.

We'll talk about what must be done to heal those wounds so the patterns end.

And if we're a good fit, we'll talk about what it will look like to work together.

Applications reviewed personally. Not every request is accepted.