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“Be a gentleman. And a scholar. And a beast.” ~ Brett McKay
I see the word “Alpha” being nickel and dimed all over the place. What does it even mean to be an Alpha male or female in this digital environment we are a part of?
I’m not some iconic character from “Game of Thrones”. I’m not making anybody submissive while I fake a posture or try to act like Richard Burton. I’m the full-of-shit guy next door who gets triggered in a second and creates a ton of confusion.
Here’s the simple, three-step procedure I’ve discovered to let go of my Alpha-self state of mind, get humble, and be real.
I create microenvironments to express my wild side, anger, and aggression.
Sex. Lots of wild and sweet sex. (But that’s a story for another article.) If there’s no sex, my rage can be expressed in a small room with a bed and a pillow. When I’m angry, I go there and bang the shit out of it with a bat. Hands can work this out too. It can be fun.
I asked my friend to perform a “Fight Club” spin-off. We have a deal. We’ll do a fight in next the ten days. Even though I haven’t been in a fight since high school. This is totally respectful. It’s not about who’s tougher or some kind of Alpha mumbo jumbo. Our sparring is about making each other a better warrior.
Otherwise, I do 100 push-ups or exercise my core strength using body weight only. No need to show off with weights.
I walk the forest to find clarity. I feel the posture of a 100 years old tree. This gives me a sense of focus and direction. I need it to feel like a man as much as I need to breathe the air.
I breathe inside & out—every cell of my body.
It’s a form of meditation.
I strategically practice the art of embracing my sadness. I believe my sadness deserves to be treated like a child of mine would be treated. We live together. We walk side by side. There is no point in me ignoring this big presence anymore.
I welcome any form of pain just as I welcome Christmas. This connects me to the feeling of joy, and opens my limitless capacity to feel love.
I’m ready for life to beat the hell out of me in the ring.
Because I believe and there are no words to explain it. If my next lesson will be in defeat, this brings me closer to my path. I choose the road to long-term winning.
In the meantime, I go all in. Slowly, I might say to myself. Clumsy, I might add. But I’m there. And I watch where the road opens for the next milestone.
For me, this is the beginning of even considering taking a first Alpha step. I’m not even born to this day, folks. I’m a beard-baby on a journey of becoming a man.
“The highest praise that one can give a man is that he is capable of doing harm but chooses not to.” ~ Paul Friedrich
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