Everything was ready for the wedding the next day.
Mandy, being the queen of organisation, had thought of everything. But I noticed there was something missing.
Our wedding theme was inclusivity - we wanted everyone to feel accepted, seen, and included.
So instead of a traditional “bucks night,” I chose something different.
I gathered a small group of men around a ceremonial fire.
I had no agenda. Just deep gratitude for the incredible men who’d journeyed alongside me through life.
My 79 year old father, my two sons, my adopted third son, my four brothers, my nephew, and my closest friends.
Half the men had never sat in a circle before.
The others were seasoned facilitators, familiar with the power of men’s work.
That mix created something special - a safe, honest space where everyone felt free to speak from the heart.
One friend asked, “What do you want to receive from this circle, Andy?”
I said - “Mandy and I are good, so I’m not looking for marriage advice. I’m just grateful to be here and open to whatever unfolds.”
One of my closest friends, suggested that everyone share how they knew me and anything they wanted to add.
And that’s when it got real.
One by one, they spoke.
My eldest brother cried as he recalled the days I was “off the rails” - playing in punk bands, partying too hard, and flirting with disaster. He said, “I thought we were going to lose you, Andy.”
My heart cracked open hearing that. He wasn’t wrong. Those were dangerous years. And I’m deeply grateful my family stuck with me when they could have disowned me instead.
My oldest friend said, “You saved my life, mate. When I was right on the edge, you stayed on the phone for hours and helped me through the darkest moments of my life.”
Another man said, “You had no reason to show up for me - but you did, consistently - when I needed you.”
My adopted son said, through tears, “I’ve never met my real father — but Andy, you’ve been a father to me.”
I wasn’t looking for praise. But the love and reflection in that circle hit me harder than I expected.
I realised how rare it is to have such men in your life - and how much energy I’d poured into nurturing those relationships over the years.
That night, I received the blessings I didn’t even know I needed.
And then - laughter.
One mate said, “The first time I met Andy, we were all at a winery, and Andy went missing, I went to find where he was - and he was taking a nap outside! I thought - who is this guy?!”
Yes… I do love naps. Especially conscious naps. 😆
Here’s why I’m sharing this:
If you've ever felt the world is going to hell in a hand basket - think again.
There are men showing up. Men who are honest, vulnerable and compassionate.
Men who’ve suffered - but chose to grow rather than become bitter.
These are the men I choose to walk beside.
And I hope you have people like this in your life too - who remind you that love, courage, and connection are still alive and well.
Because the truth is: The media will never reflect the quiet revolutions happening in moments like these.
Love happens in the small, unrecorded moments - around campfires, in tears, in laughter, in deep listening and care for each other.
At the end of our lives, it’s not the money, power, or milestones that matter.
It’s how we showed up for ourselves and for others.
- Did we love fully?
- Did we listen deeply?
- Did we learn from others?
- Did we lead people back to their own hearts?
That’s health leadership. That’s true wealth. That’s flow.
Having a successful business is great - but ultimately...
Love is what really matters.
If you're seeing glimpses of this quiet revolution - I encourage you to take part.
This is what will move the world towards wellness.
Those who are loving, listening, learning and leading people back to their own hearts.
These are the health-leaders of the future.
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