G’Day Family!
Feels like time for a check in. I’m just back from a sacred adventure with 9 men. I’m feeling so charged up by the time on the land with brothers.
We had 5 of the Shambhala Warrior Inner circle members on the quest, and it was the first time so many of us had been in one spot together.
We gathered on a powerful mountain honoured for many thousands of years by the Gumbaynggirr people, as a place for sacred men’s business.
What an amazing feeling… to feel the power of the mountain, to know that we walked the same tracks and held the same intent in our hearts as so many men before us: to heal, to grow, to let go of the old and step into the new.
After the deep journeying, ceremony, praying together, musical jam sessions and sharing circles… I’ve come to a deeper realisation around the work we do.
With the greatest of respect and honour for the old ways, we are walking into the future and creating a new culture of manhood.
What a blessing it is to be surrounded by men with whom I can share everything, from vulnerable truth to sacred rituals, poetry, belly laughs to 10 minute cuddles on the floor.
To hold a man when he is breaking apart in grief… to witness a man share something never before shared and see his shoulders lift, and his chest expand and his spirit lighten in that very moment..…
…to sing, bellow, beatbox and harmonise ancient mantras together while we all bang drums, clapsticks and anything we can find that makes sound…
To move our bodies together, prepare food together, pray together, honour our beloved women, children, parents, teachers and elders together.
AHHHH…. This is the good stuff. Where does it come from?
Straight from the heart.
It’s just innate. In this innateness is a purity.. and a wisdom so profound, it blows all concepts out the water.
When the heart is open, there’s no need for grandiosity, or big talk about “what being a man is all about”.
There’s no place in our circle for any of that cheap chat.
We are. We be.
We let ourselves free.
We sing. We dance into mystery.
No scripts. No rules. No concepts. No plan.
Making it up..
Spirit dressed as man.
Let me tell ya something.
It feels pretty amazing to witness a bunch of men feeling their back home.. sensing their way back into their hearts… guiding their way back into their wild wisdom… cracking open, little by little… feeling the emotions a little bit more day by day… honouring self a little more…
Sharing truth… a little rawer.. Listening a little deeper. Expanding a little wider. Singing a little louder.
Letting go. Letting go. Letting go of control…
Trusting trusting trusting… in Self, in life, in brotherhood.
Ahhh. My heart overflows. This easy, natural way of being with brothers is so healing.
So now I’m back home… and Anna is growing our baby in her womb, and I can’t stop stroking and kissing that belly…. And thinking about my daughter and how her life may be…
I’ve been laying on the daybed, letting my mind wander into the images of the weekend… the black cockatoos courting us all day long… the wedge tailed eagle that felt our prayers and circled us and looked us in the eyes… for what felt like an eternity.
There’s one image that sticks in my mind: I’m walking down from the edge of the forest to the house, and its mid-afternoon of the day of ceremony… the sun has just come out… and scattered across the landscape are 9 beautiful beings basking in the glory of their own radiant nature…
And for some reason I had a voice in my head, and it was the voice of several women I’ve heard saying: “Where are all the conscious men?”…
And I get it, because sometimes it does seem as though the sisters been holding it down, and there’s this imbalance…
And I look around and giggle…and then I belly laugh! …cos there’s one there, and there and over there, and one emerging from the forest there, and another one laying on the earth over there…. Oh and there’s another one up there!
This bloody place is just chokka’s with beautiful men, residing in their hearts. :)
And I’ll leave you with that image. 9 men remembering who they really are.. unmasked, undefended... unscripted… raw as raw can be…tender, loving, strong..… brother Eagle circling overhead, gum trees creaking in the afternoon wind, Grandpa Sun loving us all up… Pachamama holding us all her in loving arms.
What a wonderful world, what a beautiful life.. what a blessing it is to be waking up here. Gracias Gracias Gracias.
with love, Jiro
p.s… Im inviting 3 men into our inner circle. This is just for men who know in their hearts they are here to help others wake up, heal, grow, expand, sing. Holler at me if you feel in your heart that you want support on your sacred path.
p.p.s… super exciting news.. this is the early drop, more to come: I’m holding private ceremonies (and for intimate groups of 2 and 3) for those in Australia that want to come spend some time in the timeless realms… us and the plants... in nature. Signal chat is the best way to talk about this: +61406426088. If you feel the YUM that I feel, send me a whisper on the wind. xxx
Ah I love your writing brother, it always leads me straight into remeberance.
Currently have been in hospital for the past 30hrs and midway through reading this I put my phone down and I put my shoes on with the distinct urge to feel the sun on my skin and the wind on my face.... ECG strapped to my chest and all.
Despite informing the ward I would be going for a walk it felt like a revolutionary act. I soon got a call to return when they realised I'd walked out with thousands of dollars strapped to my chest and whilst I said "Sure, I'll be right back" ....
My heart said...
Once I've finished my walk of course.
Thanks for being with me brother through my diagnosis of Addisons Disease, something I will carry for the rest of my life.
JFK had it, so I'm sure I can still disrupt the NWO enough to get myself assinatated too. Here's to hoping 🙏🏼🤣
💪 🙏 thank you my brother for everything you do daily and always . I don't know where I would be if I never would of learned flowstate years and years ago with you in the park for like 23 days you showed me more then mooji because your solid and I appreciate your surfing and real life complications trials and success your music your laughter and smiles shows your inner truth and amazing soul spirit you live within earth. Thank you for everything always means more then words can ever say. Michael