3. Please share your story from birth to five years old, focusing on your interactions with your parents. -What was the first joy you felt, and what is the first trauma you remember? -Contemplate the sacredness of these early experiences, recognizing how they laid the foundation for your understanding of love, connection, and resilience. -Reflect on how those moments of joy and trauma have shaped your journey and your perspective on fatherhood. -How can you use these early lessons to guide you as you build relationships with your own children (or children to come and partners) , fostering a sense of security and strength that honors both the past and the future?

Open for feedback and ways to move through charge and inner dialogue

2. Share the story of a significant ancestor in your lineage who has imparted a message to you. What was that message, and how has it helped you build the bridge to the new old way? -Explore the connection you feel to this ancestor, recognizing that their struggles and triumphs are woven into the fabric of your own identity. -How does their guidance inform your understanding of fatherhood and your role within your family? -In what ways does their wisdom inspire you to nurture the next generation, ensuring that their lessons continue to live on?

Looking forward to the call tonight brothers

Brothers this week has been interesting. After our call last week, I connected with my mum. I got to share with her what I was doing and what I was hoping to create. I also wanted to reconnect with some old memories of her journey — the good, the bad, the whole spectrum. I asked about how she was parented, what she remembered of her parents and grandparents, anything she could recall. I wanted to dive back into it, not just to look for revelations about my own conditioning, but to understand our family lineage — what in Māori is called whakapapa — and really see where we came from. It was interesting. At first there was resistance; she said she didn’t have many memories, that she was too old and couldn’t remember much. But once she started, little pockets of memories began to open up. She saw the value in it, and even tried to use some of the tools I suggested — AI, transcription, that kind of thing — though she struggled with the tech in the short time we had. One thing she said really stood out. I told her I wanted to understand myself on a deep level, to look at the patterns in my subconscious — whether mine, hers, or even passed down epigenetically. Her response was: “Oh honey, I don’t worry about that. I just tell God to take it away, and God takes it away from me.” She laughed and giggled when she said it. It didn’t make much sense to me, because it’s not what I believe. But what it showed me was how quickly she outsourced the work of unpacking the parts of herself that weren’t serving her. She was comfortable handing it over rather than sitting with it. And that struck a chord, because I recognised that same pattern in myself. I’ve spent years “doing the work” — or thinking I was. Always chasing the next thing: energy work, spiritual work, shamanic practices, workshops. But in a way, I was outsourcing too, instead of simply creating space, finding stillness, and meditating on what was really going on inside. Apologies for the long one men. See you tomorrow benny.