A Peaceful Practice For Men
Why An Untimed Visit Is Essential
The Practice of Peace—with its focus on stillness, intimacy, and unfiltered conversation—requires a format that intentionally subverts the time-bound, goal-oriented habits of modern life.
The design of a visit is no accident. It unfolds softly, coaxing a man away from the clamour of his daily life into a deeper, quieter world—one where he can gently sink into the tender intimacy of his own being.
Time unfolds as we luxuriate in stillness, allowing the connection to grow richer and more charged, as every sensation and feeling weaves deeper into peace.
Geoffrey sets aside the hours between 10am and 4pm, but there are no clocks in the room, no countdown, and no rush to depart.
Some men find that a natural stillness arises after two hours; others choose to remain longer.
Open-ended time
One-hour appointments—common in coaching or therapy—are often consumed by preliminaries: polite check-ins, hesitant conversation, and the mental turbulence that takes time to settle.
The Practice of Peace is not therapy nor self-improvement nor coaching.
Here, the first hour is not for progress but for arrival. It allows the armour of daily life to soften. It‘s a runway for vulnerability, not a forced descent into it.
An untimed visit is essential to move beyond these layers of social performance.
The pleasure of presence
Only after this quiet de-escalation can the real pleasure begin: the shift from what occupies the mind to what inhabits the body and heart. The length itself is a statement.
To give hours to stillness is to affirm that peace deserves unhurried time.
It is not an indulgence; it is proportionate to the task of unwinding years of effort and suppression.
There is no clock to beat and no ladder to climb—only time enough to be present.
By removing both the pressure of the ticking hour and the anxiety of an indefinite commitment, the Practice of Peace opens a space for something quietly radical: a man in full presence with himself.
I came in feeling like my brain was a crowded highway, a constant traffic jam of to-do lists and worries. I left feeling like I was finally in a quiet cul-de-sac.
