Wildlydj: The Life of DJ Lieberman

The stories, the wisdom, and the travels.

I’m DJ: born in Ohio, rooted in Alaska, and shaped by the wild journey in between. I’m a writer, podcaster, and most importantly an advocate who believes in the power of honest stories.


This blog is where I share reflections on life, healing, identity, and the adventures that come with doing the work — both in the world and within myself.


It’s raw, real, and a little wild

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  • I don’t think people understand what the question actually means when you survive something that should have taken you. “Why me?” isn’t self-pity.It isn’t ego.It isn’t some martyr complex.It isn’t survivor’s guilt. It’s disorientation. Because this isn’t metaphor for me. It’s a report.It’s timestamps.It’s security footage. January was stressful. On January 30th, I went out.…

  • Order and Chaos, Individual and Community, Light and Shadow I don’t believe human beings are meant to be simple. Every attempt to flatten us into one label, one ideology, or one moral category ends up doing violence to who we actually are. The dichotomy of man isn’t a flaw to be corrected; it’s the fundamental…

  • Why individual collectivism succeeds where identity politics fails I’ve been fortunate in ways I don’t take lightly. I’ve worked in Congress. I’ve sat in rooms with state representatives and state senators. I’ve worked alongside U.S. congressional delegations, both House and Senate, across party lines. I’ve seen how policy is shaped when people disagree but still…

  • Alaska is stunning in ways that are hard to explain unless you’ve lived here. The mountains feel grounding. The air feels honest. The quiet can heal parts of you that never rest anywhere else. But Alaska also asks a lot from the people who stay, especially in winter. When the light disappears, it doesn’t just…

  • I’ve always believed growth happens quietly, in nature, in stillness, in those long Alaska drives where the mountains remind you how small the world’s chaos really is. But the past few months challenged me in ways I never expected. Growth didn’t come gently. It came violently, abruptly, and in a way that forced me to…

  • If you told teenage me this would be happening one day, two world leaders touching down in the same state I fled to for peace, I’d probably laugh. But here we are. This meeting brought up more than just geopolitical tension for me. It stirred something personal. For most people, this is just another bizarre…

  • The Levant: this sliver of earth nestled between the Mediterranean and the desert, has always carried the weight of stories, scars, and sacredness. It’s where empires rose, prophets walked, and languages blossomed and died. It’s a place where the land remembers. When we talk about indigeneity in the Levant, we must talk in layers, not…

  • The Arctic helped me breathe again. Not just in the physical sense; though the cold air, long roads, and silence absolutely cleared something in me, but in a deeper way.Emotionally. Mentally. Spiritually. As a man who openly advocates for men’s mental health, I’ve had to learn the hard way that healing isn’t one-size-fits-all. We’re taught…

  • The Journey North When I set out to drive north, I mean really north, I knew it would be a powerful journey. But I didn’t know how much it would change me. Over the past week, I made my way through the Yukon and Northwest Territories, starting in Dawson City YK, then onto Teetł’it Zheh…

  • July has always carried a certain weight for me. It’s not just the heart of summer or a stretch of long, golden days, for me, July is sacred. It holds memory, grief, love, and becoming. Every year, it asks me to pause, take stock, and reflect. But this year… it’s different. It begins today, July…