31/01/2024
Two weeks ago, I experienced what can be described as a “conscious bro trip”
We brought together eight men making the journey from their head to their heart for a weekend of connection.
Was it a retreat? No.
Was it a lackadaisical gathering where you wouldn’t be challenged or expected to deep? No.
It was a space that expected co-creation, presence, vulnerability, and inviting the parts you are most ashamed of.
And so we embarked on this journey to see what a conscious bro trip could like
One that balanced depth and vulnerability with playfulness and joy.
One where each interaction was an opportunity to explore our inner worlds and slowly disarm the facade we present to each other and the world.
One where disagreement and voicing our needs was normalized, not shamed.
One where being scared was ok sometimes.
One where we sang our hearts out and touched our deepest wounds in the same hour.
One that invited spontaneity and adventure in a world of Calendly links and rigid scheduling.
I’m really grateful for this journey we had together and in particular, to and for coordinating the logistics and bringing us all together.
It expanded our relationships, but also served as a mirror into our other relationships.
And maybe we’ve redefined a bit what the possibilities of a bro trip can be.
