You are busy. Work is full. Family life is full. Your diary is full. Most days, you move from meeting to meeting, from task to task, from responsibility to responsibility. You get things done. You provide. You hold things together. And somewhere along the way, you stopped being here. Not mentally. You think a lot. You analyse. You plan. You reflect. But physically? In your body? In your breath? That is where many of the men I work with are quietly disconnected. They do not no

When the mirror shows a man you don’t recognise and the drive dries up... what do you do?

Yesterday I sat on the train, and across from me was a father with his son. Looking at them had a profound impact; I noticed several emotions coursing through my body. Being curious, I tried to discern the kind of emotions I had and where they originated. There was sadness, but also excitement and joy. I could feel the longing of my inner boy to get this kind of attention. This stems from my relationship with my father. What I saw before me was a father in his forties with hi