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12/10/2026

GIVEAWAY | WIN A FOUNDATIONAL COURSE

Nine weeks to return to your roots.

To face your wounds without running from them. To recognise the tensions we carry in silence. To give voice to what is difficult, and strength to what is already ours.

The Foundational Course is an invitation to explore your boundaries, your sexuality, your expression, and the parts of yourself that are still waiting to be discovered.

Not to become another man, but to become more whole.

And we want to offer one of you the opportunity to begin this journey.

HOW TO ENTER:
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🎁 One participant will have the chance to win the Foundational Course.

The winner will be announced during this Wednesday’s Community Circle.

A solid foundation for a noble, sensitive, and grounded masculinity.

Join us. The journey starts within!

09/10/2026

Twenty years of sitting with people at the edge of themselves.
Five things the threshold taught me.

Which one do you feel in your body? Tell me the number.

05/10/2026

Everything I’ve learned in 20 years of walking with people at the threshold.
Gathered. Written. Shaped by hand.

I won’t give it a name yet.

2027 begins here.
Stay close.

What do you think it is? Tell me in the comments.

27/09/2026

Our next special guest for November:

Yves. Guest facilitator at Men’s Intensive XI,
The Call of the Ancestors.
Guide. Medicine man. Elder.

61 years. A practice built on life, journeys, and a real dedication to transformation.

More than 30 years as fire keeper. Sweatlodge and temazcal. More than 30 years in men’s circles. Co-creator of circles, festivals and gatherings in Belgium and Holland.

As an elder he feels called, each day, to guide younger men into grounded heart warriors. Rooted. Heart first. Integrity and inner strength. Authentic power.

Leadership that comes from the chest, not the pedestal.
He holds ancient craft and modern men’s work in the same room. Safe. Direct. No performance.

Men ‘s Intensive XI
The Call of the Ancestors
25–29 November. Monte Velho, Portugal.

With Yves, and other guests, around the same fire.
If you feel the call of the ancestors, write us, these 3 words:

I am in.

Ehwaz | Amein | Aho

08/09/2026

He wept for a grandfather he never met. For a father who never had the words. For the boy who learned, so early, that being fully himself might cost him the love he needed.

When he left, nothing in his life had changed. And everything had. The same weight, carried differently. His chest open again. His breath deep again. Choosing his responses instead of inheriting them.

I’ve watched it happen more times than I can count. That’s the work. Not more information. A lighter man walking home.

This is why I keep lighting the fire.

The Call of the Ancestors · Men’s Intensive XI
25 to 29 November · Monte Velho, Costa Vicentina

A few spots remain.
Come as you are.
Link in bio.

06/09/2026

I’m opening space for 1:1 mentorship. A few places only.

Some people have everything working on the outside and an emptiness no one sees within. If you read that twice, it was meant for you.

This isn’t another workshop. It’s someone who walks with you, week after week, through what is yours: body, shadow, purpose, direction. Twenty years of practice, with you, no audience. For men and women who no longer want to postpone.

If you feel the call, comment or DM me MENTORSHIP and we’ll see, together, if it’s a fit.

04/09/2026

Sometimes it’s 9am and it already feels like 3pm.

If you’re a parent, you know the one I mean. That tiredness doesn’t come from the hours you lose. It comes from the presence these little humans ask of you, minute after minute.

Kids don’t ask us to be perfect. They ask us to be here. And when we’re not, they feel it, because their nervous system is always reading ours. If we collapse, they collapse. If we anchor, they anchor.

So if you’re running on empty today, hear this: you’re not failing. You’re loving at the deepest level there is. It’s the hardest thing we’ll ever do. And the best.

Tag a parent who needs to read this today, and save it for the hard mornings. 👇

What time did your day start today? Tell me below.

22/08/2026

The encyclopedia isn’t just a metaphor for memory. It’s a metaphor for sovereignty.

Everything you’ve lived is knowledge. The wound taught you something. The betrayal taught you something. The years you spent surviving taught you more than any book could. That knowledge is yours, permanently. Nothing takes it back.

But knowledge and burden are not the same thing.

Someone who carries every volume on their back isn’t honouring their story. They’re afraid that if they set it down, it disappears. So they keep it close, keep it heavy, and call the weight loyalty. Or depth. Or healing.

The shelf is trust. It’s the moment you understand that what you learned lives in you now, not in the carrying.

And let me be clear about what this isn’t. It isn’t forgetting. It isn’t avoiding the work and calling it peace. When life brings the subject to your door, you take the book down. You open it. You do what it asks of you. That’s the work, and there’s no way around it.

But you don’t drag all the volumes through every ordinary hour of every ordinary day.

One is work. The other is just weight.

What are you still dragging that could sit on the shelf?

21/08/2026

For years, I was the most generous man in the room. Always pleasing. Always saying yes. Always predicting what everyone needed before they knew it themselves.

Always outside my body, so I could feel safe. So I could feel loved.

I called it love. What I couldn’t see was the price. Every yes I didn’t mean left a mark the body kept. The tight chest before I agreed. The knot in my throat as I smiled and said “of course.” I overrode it so many times I stopped hearing it.

For a long time I thought I had a trust problem. That people kept letting me down, or that I couldn’t rely on myself. The truth took years to land: I was never betraying myself. I was doing what I learned as a boy, leaving my own body to keep the love I depended on.

Because when we’re small, and being fully ourselves threatens that love, we choose the bond. Every time. It isn’t weakness. It’s survival. And that strategy walks into every room with us, every relationship, every yes we’re too afraid to turn into a no.

What we call a lack of trust is often an old loyalty. To the self we had to leave to stay safe.

The work isn’t forcing a louder yes. It’s coming back into the body, with tenderness, and letting its no finally count. This is the work I now hold with others. It started with my own.

Where does your yes need to be more whole today?

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