John Driggs

About Me

Hey. My name is John Driggs. I live on a quiet mountain property with my remarkable family – my partner River and our four kids.

We’re currently building and expanding it into a sanctuary and a place of growth – a place where people can come to feel safe and loved, a place where teachers and artists can come together to share their wisdom and beauty, where they can host retreats, workshops, and other experiences that soften our hearts and expand our minds.

I’m looking forward to sharing my unbounded love and tender heart with each of you.

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In a former life, I was a corporate attorney, advising large institutions on financial and real estate matters. But I quickly realized that success, status, and busyness weren’t enough. They didn’t answer life’s deeper questions. So I left that world behind and devoted the next decade to what had always called to me more deeply: philosophy, writing, meditation, and the art of presence (primarily Buddhist practices like vipassana, mahamudra, dzogchen, and metta).

But really, this journey began much earlier for me. I was raised by devout Mormon parents in the suburbs of Salt Lake City. I love them deeply. But even as a child, I found myself questioning the tenets of their faith—moral contradictions, logical impossibilities, and philosophical errors that I simply couldn’t ignore. My refusal to look away from these questions sent me on a lifelong search for truth.

Turns out, though, every time I’d catch a glimmer of truth, I just ended up with more problems. Essentially, my initial problems grew deeper — I learned more about what I don’t know. But as I got to know my ignorance in this way, I was able to ask better questions and, in turn, create better answers.

These problems and their evolution have consumed me now for decades. They have pushed me to learn about the world’s religions and wisdom traditions, past and present. They have given me a relentless appetite for science and philosophy. They have sent me around the globe to explore people and customs ,  to break bread with Christians, Hindus, Buddhists, and non-believers alike.

They have led me to explore the nature of my own mind — to sit for week- and month-long meditations in Thailand, Nepal, Costa Rica, Canada, and U.S., to participate in traditional ayahuasca ceremonies with the Shipibo tribe in Peru, to inhale Sapo toad venom, which contains 5-MeO-DMT, otherwise known as the ‘God Molecule’, and to explore many other entheogens, psychedelics, and ‘religious’ or ‘supernatural’ states of mind.

These problems have pushed me to trek the Himalayas with Tibetan meditation masters for a month, camping and carrying my pack on my back, sitting in some of the highest monasteries in the world. They have led me to hike thousands of miles along the Wasatch Front, and to isolate myself in the Uintas for several days as I sat my own silent meditation retreats, planting my roots deep in nature.

And after all this—books, travel, meditation, experience—I am now confident about only one thing: that I know nothing, that whatever knowledge I have will always be engulfed by my ignorance, that I’m just a kid playing in this cosmic sandbox without a clue about much of anything.