About

In 2016, I discovered that the invisible kryptonite that had dragged down my health (and compelled me to be impeccably careful about healthy living) was a genetic inability to clear modern mold toxins from my body. My health collapsed catastrophically in December 2015 and I spent 2 years in survival mode, clawing my way back to the land of the living. Regaining my health has required a commitment to give up everything. Somehow my willingness to do that has led to a better way of living, with less suffering.

Here is my Resume.

Here is my story.

When I started this blog, I called it MoldCanary. After a while, I changed it to MoldPhoenix because I identified more with a powerful creature emerging out of the ashes than I did with a sensitive bird that’s waiting to die. This sense of power came out of humbleness, not from conquering. It has felt like dissolving into the flight that I was meant to be all along.