Oliver Cowlishaw

For as long as I can remember, I’ve felt a demon inside me.

Rageful, fierce and doesn't take any shit.

It craves combat, challenge, and the ecstasy of chaos.

But as a boy, I was told not to be angry, aggressive, or intense.

So I buried it and became “Mr. Nice Guy” ...

An agreeable, people-pleasing, “wouldn’t hurt a fly.” type.

On the surface, I was calm. But inside, I was dying as decades of rage suffocated me from within.

A few weeks ago, at a Sacred Sons immersion, I finally let that wild man out.

I roared, growled and got face-to-face with a brother, staring into his soul with fire in my eyes.

When it ended, my body relaxed in a way I hadn’t felt in years.

Since then, I’ve been walking taller, speaking slower, moving with more intention.

And my heart aches for the men who have this wild man locked away.

Domesticated, suppressed and emasculated.

This is the state of modern man.

One day, I pray we live in a world that can hold a man’s intensity. With boundaries, yes, but without shaming him for it.

This is part of my mission.

To awaken the inner wild man in myself and other men.

The world will be better for it.

OC

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