A life choice: Falling or Flying?
by Neil Zeltzer Life has many opportunities to fall or fly. I believe that given the choice, flying is always the better alternative. Most of my personal growth work has been about learning how to accept myself, no matter whom or what faced me. I love the opportunity to be “me” in every situation, and to love “me” with all my glorious golden parts. Loving my unknown and usually disliked hidden part is what 14...
Executive Director Carl Griesser explains changes in MKP’s international structure
To enhance understanding of how The ManKind Project is changing as an international organization, MKP executive director Carl Griesser responded to questions about the structural shifts now planned. Freed: How is the structure of The ManKind Project changing? Griesser: There are two main changes in the structure of MKP. One of them took place last February in downsizing the Project Council from 61 to 29 members. The Council meets once...
Fathering our daughters
by Jim Coleman I’m a father with four daughters and six grandchildren — two grandsons and four granddaughters. Doing men’s personal work along with corporate training and teaching for more than two decades as a trained facilitator and workshop leader, I’ve constantly heard about how men need to be fathers to their sons. I’ve also heard a lot about women and their daughters. So I’ve been asking myself,...
My big boy’s deepest needs: What I learned about myself as a Boys To Men mentor
By Noë Gold On the weekend of November 8, 2008, I “went through” again. What does that mean? you might ask. To the uninitiated, the term is meaningless. What did you go through? Where did you come from that you had to go through something to get there, and what did you find on the other side of whatever it is you went through? And, of course, would you do it again? What I went through was an initiation in manhood, and this...
I called my Dad
by Keith Jarvis On Father’s Day in 2004, I had the plan – or the idea of the plan – in the back of my mind for quite some time. I’d sent my Dad cards in previous years for Father’s Day and Christmas and even his birthday, when I could remember. I deliberately didn’t send him a card this year; I think I was trying to force myself to give him a call. I hadn’t spoken to my father in many years. I’m not exactly sure how long, but I’m...