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In those circles, everyone was both storyteller and listener. No hierarchy. No rush. Just life, shared in its many voices.

“Perhaps we can embrace the mud, just as it is… and simply say, ‘Yes, mud. Yes, lotus.’”

“I wasn’t too much or not enough or weird or broken. I was just me - and I had ADHD.”

We all thrive when we’re seen through a needs-based framework. And often, the most sensitive among us, are the ones guiding us back to the forest.

In a world already straining under climate collapse, social injustice, and collective trauma, how do we justify giving ourselves the attention and rest we might desperately need? How do we carve out space to tend to ourselves when so much outside seems unwell?

Our stories are how we make meaning. They’re a lens through which we understand our lives.

Ultimately, I believe boys need to learn to steer their actions from a heart that is tempered by both the immense beauty and harrowing grief that comes with really being here for a human life. 

My personal pursuit of masculinity has led me down various paths. Some very dark indeed, some full of light, love, and hope for self and others, and a deep respect for this world we live in today.

A heartfelt investigation into Awe - more powerful and available to us than many of us realise.

"A society grows great when old men plant trees, the shade of which they will never sit in" (from Afterlife)

The deep intelligence and wisdom of the snake calls us to shed the old and make way for the new.

An original poem reflecting a call from the heart: 'Help is abundant, be wise and use it'