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The Covenent of Entry to the Team Meeting    

We have a team which enters into a state of being for each other, which is mature masculinity, and love.

First we have standards, which are :--

Now, read aloud the team's standards

Be on time

We Tell the Truth

We Keep Our Word

We Return Text/Phone Calls Within 36 Hours

These things might be a little more effort than what might be required [on less dedicated teams]. This invokes the Warrior. When we meet face to face we must be courageous, in case another man is angry with us we need to be authentic and acknowledge his strengths and our weaknesses, and not engage in a physical conflict unless it is honourable from both men's perspective. Even without physical interaction we must be courageous, and the commitments that we bring to those standards will rise above the merely easy or expedient.

We also bring the Lover, to deal with emotion, and any distractions, anxieties and things of that nature. As a tradition we put aside what might distract or bother us in this moment, so that we can be present as team members for each other. Let's take a moment — if you need to put anything aside, you may wish to give voice to it, or just silently put it aside.

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I will proceed.

We also bring the Magician. We bring the mature Magician when crossing from our outside life into the team meeting. For me, this means to be prudent, and honourable, and responsible with regards to any information we learn about each other. It also means to teach others outside our team, so that what we benefit from being here, can benefit the world.

And, regarding the King, I want to reference the inspiration for our team name, that came up a couple weeks ago — we were all here.

(For this part you should find those King qualities that are related to the team's name, and craft a bespoke story or allegorical statement of policy, etc. that links the team's identity to Kingliness.

There was a primordial Garden, containing a primordial Man. This story is far older than the story that gave Atlas its name. Before greece, before the Hebrew, before the Egyptian, before the Sumerian, before the Mesopotamian. The names are so old, we don't know where they came from. Far older than Yusef, Binyamin, Dov, Cameron, and Robert.

The Garden does what I said I did for my husband in that poem that I sent to you all. I said:

I hold you,
   I contain you,
   but without contraining
You

The You was in italics to signify the real you — not the image of you that I have in my mind, but the actual manifested reality that is you, and I'm not constraining you from growing and changing, and transforming into ever greater potential. But I do hold you, and I contain you.

The Garden held the primordial Man, it contained him — but it didn't constrain him, he was free to do whatever he wished, and he was even free to do something that got him into a lot of trouble.

The Garden also had trees symbolising Truth and Beauty, and therefore Love was experienced as being given by the Garden.

These are acts of masculine love: to contain, to hold, but without constraining, to give space within which growth can happen — cultivating, ever improving, ever increasing, out into the world, ultimately: Literally inculture-ating, that is making a culture stronger.

So what we do for a wife, for a child, is what we do for each other as a team.

Let the work begin.


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