This time on Texada Island, home to Bob and the yurt he built. Will be looking for whales from the ferry ride. And the whales and other creatures that show up in this gathering that has so moved many a heart.
I write about Soultime this way in my upcoming book, The Gifts of Circle (Fall 2024).
I’m grateful to a group of men with whom I’ve been meeting in Men’s Group for over 15 years. That’s in-person weekend retreats twice per year as able. That’s also 90-minute Zoom calls every other week, again as able. We explore together what it means to be men. We share stories. We listen. We ask questions. We create ritual. We create beauty together.
Circle is our primary container. It holds us in journeys big and small. We know how to pass a talking piece together. We know how to get past the joker that men so often employ to bond, yet that so often also blocks a craved authenticity.
We are a small, small pocket of men in a big, big pattern of meaning-making. That seeks to heal toxic wounds so often found in masculinity. We are a small, small pocket of men in big, big celebration. For who we are as men. For who we are as men with strong feminine capacity. For how we learn together about all of it.
Circle — with all of its invitations to listen and to share — has had profound influence on us as men. Freeing influence. Circle has given us structure to hold us as we connect through dreams, stories, losses, finds.