THIS ISN'T YOUR WEBSITE,
IN THE DEEP END OF THE
LENS
but its message belongs to YOU. It's about more than just photography—it's about being seen...
In your power.
In your passion.
In your purpose.
As a creator, a leader, a teacher, a healer...whoever you are when you're doing your thing.
I was born to witness the fire of authenticity—and re-ignite it if the flame goes out. That process begins here...
MORGAN OAKS
Shamanic Healer
I AM
INTUITION
COURAGE
TRUTH
I thought I had a good handle on what I'm about... as a man, as a healer, as a coach. But after my my weekend with Michael, not only do I know who I am—I can see it.
I thought I had a good handle on what I'm about—as a man, as a healer, as a coach. But after my experience with Michael, not only do I know who I am—
I can see it.
The experts tell me I'm about to run you off—not because of the question I just asked, or for suggesting I can show you the answer through my lens. No, that's not it...
It's because
I'm a shitty marketer.
Rather than try to seduce you with an algorithm-tuned, A/B tested message built on buzzwords and calls to action proven to "convert," I'm going to do something radical and talk to you like a friend—no gimmicks, no bribes, no AI-optimized neurolinguistic trickery.
I don't want a moment's more of your mindshare than I've earned with my words—which brings us back to the original question: Who are you?
Your search for an answer likely began a long time ago—a kid tracing the shape of his father’s shadow...
Then one day,
you imagined
a life of adventure—
and the mirror was patient.
Boyhood dreams die slowly...
In time,
you grew up
and started pointing at your career—
and still, the mirror waited.
But the paycheck wasn’t enough...
When
you found love,
you found a piece of yourself—
and the mirror cracked a smile.
But the ride was just beginning...
Blessed with a family,
you pointed at them—
and the mirror seemed satisfied.
But the world says you can have it all...
So
you took chances,
stacked wins, lived large—
and the mirror? Just jealous.
But now, it all feels like a lie...
Something's off. You've felt it for a while, and despite the growing emptiness as a warning, the mirror startled you when it broke its silence:
Hey, buddy—remember me?
LADIES: You’re probably feeling invisible right now, but rest assured, I see you—as I have the thousands of other women who've been witnessed through my lens. That door remains open if you're ready to step into your light.
Now more than ever, it’s a question that demands an answer. The future we’re on a collision course with is being built around machines designed to think for us by default—machines that are already in the process of revaluing, if not replacing you.
Which makes it
the question, really.
After years of finger pointing, it’s clear: The what, the how, the why... they’re not the answer.
They’re the mask.
At some point, the mirror stops asking. Not because it’s bought into your bullshit, but because the stakes have gone up. Fail to answer, and mediocrity settles in. You get lazy, you get fat, you get weak. You lose your edge—and whatever safety net you
thought you were working with.
Dodge the question long enough, and it’ll eventually get asked by someone who loves you—on their way to becoming someone who leaves you.
And the mirror will be there, waiting—however long it takes, however much it hurts—until you show up one day
with nothing left to point to.
In the quiet, in the questions—in the friction you find in the mirror. But at some point, the work reaches a threshold where it requires someone else. Not to motivate. Not to save—but to witness.
I believe Man is a unique expression of divine light—made in the image, powered by sacred voltage, leaning into the friction that reveals the true self...
Where he comes from.
What he’s here to do.
Who he’s always been.
The journey isn’t measured in miles or years. We endure it as long as we must, until the man emerges—standing in truth with himself, embracing the exceptionalism that is his birthright.
Adrift, a man’s power has a half-life, but in ascension it is exponential. This is why a single day lived apart from your true self becomes the tragedy of a lifetime.
Unless
YOU change the game.
Every moment is an opportunity to begin fulfilling your promise as a singular expression of divine potential—one that has never existed before, and never will again. This is the essence of
youjitsu—the art of being you.
and I see people—from the inside-out. I'm a full-time photographer, a part-time athlete, and a some-times author whose story is still being written...
A husband, married 27 years to a woman he doesn't deserve. A proud father to two well-adjusted adult children. A man dancing with cancer and wrestling with ego—the same ego that insists you know this message was written by
me, not ChatGPT.
Blessed on the one hand, broken on the other, I've spent the last 20 years shedding skin behind a camera and between people’s ears, where I can see now that it’s never really been about taking pictures.
It's about being seen...
SELFIE • 2025
...stripped bare and unashamed—not in the function of what you do,
but in the fire of
who you are.
We 're all works of art,
waiting to be seen.
Transformation isn’t real until it’s been witnessed by another human—reflected back with honesty and reverence. It's what turns a state of mind into a state of being. It’s how a boy becomes a man.
For two decades, I’ve stood in this gap, the space between who a person was
and who they are becoming—not as a coach, but as a witness to the friction, to the fire, to the ascension.
Moments like these don't happen by accident—and are never scripted. Sometimes, they happen in the wild, but on most days they happen right here in the studio.
They may look like ordinary headshots, but there's something extraordinary humming beneath the surface: The metafrequency of transformation—the pieces they said weren’t enough. The light they stopped holding back. The truth once forgotten, remembered.
I don't capture people;
I free
MINDS.
My lens isn't a camera;
it's a blade—cutting away what no longer serves, revealing what was never meant to be hidden. Forged in a living fire of failure and fortune, tragedy and triumph, loneliness and love...all of it channeled into this gift I have for witnessing the light in others.
Reflecting.
Focusing.
Amplifying.
It’s not a skill that I learned—it’s the sword I carry into battle against anything that would separate a man from the truth of himself.
Like water, it takes the shape of its container, so if at this point all you want is help beating the machine for a fraction of a second on camera, let's talk headshots.
On the other hand...
Affleck may have looked the part,but Bale defined the role. Remember the pit scene from
The Dark Knight Rises? Maybe it's time for you to rise, too.
For most of the men I work with, it unfolds in a half-day INTENSIVE; for some, it's a weekend IMMERSION.
For you? Maybe it's a deep-dive INDUCTION as an on-ramp to a
SoulSword Experience
where we do more than just witness your fire—your story gets told in steel.
I can't wait to discuss it all with you, but this isn't the place for nuts & bolts, or dollars & cents. For now, just know that:
- These practices are powered by the process illuminated in my book
Chasing Light;
- Each involves a commitment of time, treasure, and truth reflecting the transformational potential they harness;
- Whichever door you choose, you can expect to emerge clearer, stronger, sharper—with an image that doesn’t just speak for you—it speaks to you.
Let me
meet you
where
you are.
Let me walk BESIDE you—
beyond the mirror, through the lens, into the prism.
Let me
witness you
in that place,
where seeing is Remembering.
DISCLOSURE: This is the point where someone else would be pitching you their version a five-figure Zoom coaching program.
And there would be nothing wrong with that—as long as you know that AI does dialogue-driven self-discovery better than any off-the-rack Instacoach.
More than likely than not, the ones you're following on Instagram are just motivational middleman passing ChatGPT insights off as their own.
I don't know about you, but I've invested tens of thousands of dollars on coaching over the years—rookie numbers compared to some guys I know, but here's what I can tell you from experience:
- If you’re looking for a paint by numbers “success system”—this isn’t it.
- If you need someone else to be accountable to other than yourself—I'm not your guy.
- If you want to join a transformational mens' group, I can recommend a couple programs where the brotherhood is baked-in.
Why would I turn away coaching income? Because I’m not here to sell self-discovery—I’m here to witness it.
And light the way
IF NEED BE.
The way through is
IN
That voice you hear in your head? The one whispering:
This is bullshit—just re-commit to your goals...
That? That would be your lesser self—and he's been hanging around finger-pointing all these years, afraid of what happens to him if you embrace the exceptionalism that is your birthright.
Is it time for you to return to yourself? Only you can say, but here's what I
do know:
If you leave it up to the enemy, and he will choose the moment
for you—when you’re at your weakest; when the friction is too much.
Today, that friction presents itself as a 9’ tall, 500lb door—with a gift awaiting you on the other side. It swings on ball-bearings, but it can't open itself...
I'm 56 years old on the back nine of a blessed life—training hard, riding free, and grateful for every day I get to witness God’s light in my fellow man. Getting to reveal a piece of it they’ve never seen? That’s heaven—and the kingdom within us both.
Meanwhile, back here on earth—between my bike and my cancer, life insurance wants nothing to with me—but their actuarial tables suggest I’ve got about 7 million minutes left in the bank...
AND I'M
GIVING 30
OF THEM TO YOU
You earned it. Most people tapped-out 1,500 words ago, so come hang out. Hell, you can even jump in front of my camera for a
free profile photo. Just don't confuse it with the high-YQ experiences you’ve been reading about. This would be a drink from the firehose, diamond in the rough placeholder until you return to me—on fire and ready to be witnessed.
Don't need a photo? How we use your minutes is up to you:
- Want to talk health & healing with a cancer patient
thriving on alternative therapies?
- Want to talk fuel, fire & fitness with the #1 55+ shot putter
in the world?
- Want to talk faith & family with someone blessed with both?
We can put on our tinfoil hats and talk psyops, or chat about that one question from Chasing Light that’s got you stumped.
Or—we could just sit in silence with a bourbon by the fire, and let the truth speak for itself.
