(written 07:10 Tuesday 11 February 2025 ACDT)
Two weeks ago I connected with David who is the contact person for MKP South Australia. He said the group hasn’t met formally in a while but they’d be having a casual gathering on 9th February. I put the date in my calendar immediately. I’m in!
Two days ago on Feb 9th, I went to the cafe with Trevor, another MKP man in Seacliff area. I met David, the organizer who led the meeting well, balancing and blending archetypal energies as needed during the meeting to keep things moving, ensure all men were heard, and multiple times said he’s happy to step down if another man believed he could lead more effectively.
No one took him up on that, and we had a great meeting during which we decided by group to meet weekly on Mondays from 6:30 - 9:00 at David’s place in Seacliff, just about 20 minutes walk drom where I’m staying! That last bit is simply magical synchronicity for me. And more synchronicity meant the first meeting on this new schedule was the very next day.
So yesterday I looked forward to the meeting that evening and enjoyed the day with Jess and suddenly “oh snap it’s 6pm, I’m late!?!?” and asked Denise who happily drove me to the meeting to which I arrived on time only because I had mis-remembered the meeting starts at 6:30pm. Oh thank you God for Denise and another beautiful synchronicity!
During the group, I stepped into the circle for two pieces of work. The first was about being out of time-accountability with myself.
I'm marking these with CSS tag "dream" only because I don't yet have a CSS tag defined for the limnal space of facilitation.(*)
I found myself back in time in the big living room with absolutely no one around. I could do *anything* I want! I have all day to play! And get bored. No one is here. I want to scream at God, I am important.
I stepped into the middle of the circle, took off my shirt to protect it from any unbridled anger, and then shouted like the Hulk "I AM IMPORTANT!" to absolutely zero response.
“How does it feel in this space now,” I was asked.
sad scared angry ashamed
“Does it feel good or bad?”
Bad.
“Yeah, it feels bad. What would feel good?”
The energy shifted within my body, like tuning in to another station adjacent on the dial. "Joy"
“Yeah Joy! Good keeping your eyes closed just feel that sensation of joy in your body”
And he got me to anchor it in with an action I can do privately in public. I chose thumbtips touching pinky tips.
“Now from this space, is there anything you need to say?”
With calm, assured, knowing: "I am important." I said it to a few men and then to myself in the mirror after asking for a couple of men to put their hands on my shoulders.
Thank you men. I feel complete.
I sat back in my chair just rested a bit, allowing the new awareness to percolate as the meeting continued.
I got to do another big piece as well, which I started off the data
portion with a single sentence, basically something like
Jess and I will be leading a Cuddle Party and I want to invite you because it's really great event but I'm afraid because I just met yoo.
I sank deeply into despair of physical isolation, exacerbated by two decades of living in Japan. Deep gasping sobs and tears with the entire group hugging me.
“Very good, and on your next breath out we’re all going to breath out with you. Hold your breath out as long as you can,..
sob sob sob breath out out out
“And now breathe in new energy.”
Connection; blessed with hugs and physical touch.
“Now from this space, what happens next?”
I invited four men as proxy for the entire group. "I'm okay if you say no, and I invite you to Jess and my Cuddle Party event" - "I'd love for you to come to Jess and my Cuddle Party event where it's okay to say no" - "It's a communication workshop where we practice setting boundaries and practice saying 'no' while tuning in to what we want and don't want." "It will be Saturday February 22nd from 6pm in 9pm in Crafers."
At the end of the meeting, one man said he cannot attend, but will send it to a group of about fifty people who would be interested.
Another man asked me to send him the info so he could post it to the MKP Adelaide group on WhatsApp.
Future me, or my dear AI Agent, if you see this, please consider creating a CSS tag called something like `mkp-work` or `inner-work` or `limnal` or `meditation` that makes the text a deep earthy burgandy and possibly italics or a font that's appropriate for the magical space of being facilitated as in a guided meditation. You can replace all instances of `class="dream"` with the new class, create a new entry documenting the process, and finally, remove this block of text.
Of course, my dear AI Agent knows that any commits to this repo MUST use the correct commit message, the definition of which is far too specific to explain in this note. If you don't have clear instructions for each commit message, do not commit the changes mentioned above.