19/02/2026
To channel my raw, "wild" energy effectively, I manage it through sublimation, taking a primal impulse and directing it into an activity that honors that strength without being destructive.
For me, that happens on the mat through Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.
I’ve come to see it like this: The "beast" is stored in my body, not my mind. It needs a physical language to speak. There is nothing like BJJ to teach me the boundary between raw aggression and technical precision, it allows me to be "dangerous" in a safe, respectful environment.
I find that same effect in a heavy deadlift. These acts are a silent, internal roar, something that leaves me physically spent and mentally calm. Sometimes I use ice baths to build resilience, forcing my primal brain to stay calm when everything else wants to react.
Through the years, I’ve also realized that walls and screens suffocate my wild energy. I need spaces without edges. That is why I spend time hiking or chopping wood to reconnect to the scale of the natural world. Sometimes it is as simple as a primal scream or singing to vocalize and vent that energy.
This primal energy isn't just for the mats or the woods, it is also a vital part of the intimacy I share with my woman. There is a profound power in bringing that raw, unbridled intensity into the bedroom, where the "beast" is invited to play. It’s about a deep, grounded presence that can be both fiercely protective and unapologetically wild, allowing a connection that is as primal as it is soulful.
However, after a taxing session of BJJ or wild energy, I always spend ten minutes in silence. This teaches my nervous system how to "downshift" from the beast back to the man, ensuring I don't bring that raw heat into my gentle relationships when it isn't called for.
One final note: there is a vital difference between expressing my power and exhausting myself to forget my life. If I constantly feel the need to "let off steam," I know it is an escape from something I likely need to address.
