In Communion

What if we put it all down?
What if we let it all rest?

Our roles. Our ideas. Our plans. What if we let go of trying to achieve or attain something?

What would life look like if we set aside everything we thought we knew about how to be a man?

What if we offered it all at the altar of the Earth, and invited in the first breath of a new way?

This is an invitation to gather.
As men. As brothers.
Deep in the womb of the wild.

Much is asked of us in our lives, yet even more is given.

This is a journey to that place. Where life gives. Where our heartbeat matches Hers. Where the sacred speaks through silence.

This is where we begin.
Surrendering into the arms of the Earth.

For two nights and three days, we'll come together in the forest — where water flows and mountains watch from the horizon. We'll sleep close to the Earth. And we'll spend time alone. And together. And alone. And together.

Remembering how to listen. Remembering how to receive.

This, She asks of us. Be open. Be willing. Receive what comes. Let it all flow.

No grasping. No control. No possessions.

Receive. In Awe.

This is the Art of Masculine Holding.

She is waiting.
She is ready.
She is calling us home.