Breath of Rose Testimony

This past weekend, myself and 300+ guests witnessed what becomes possible when we show up to a familiar place in a new way. Slowing down into our breath, into our bodies, into the moment. Led by a cast of muses, healers, and performers — the room was carried into their world for two nights of Eros. Their high magic shifted Rosewood Theater like never before. It was potent, it was entertaining, and it was uncomfortable…

For me, to be in the presence of such liberated, expressive, and unified women was something entirely new. Even after 13 years of hosting lap dance parties that “empower” women, I had never witnessed such power from the feminine. It moved something deep inside of me. It was the Divine Feminine who brought me to this place — who opened my heart and brought me closer to my truth. That everything I feel — the arousal, the pleasure, the primal force within me — all of it has a place.

When the weekend ended, my wife brought her own truth home. And I was faced with it immediately. For me, this was the true testament of Breath of Rose. She admitted she was afraid to tell me what was arising in her body. That she too longed to taste the wild freedom she once knew. As the mother of our child and a claimed woman, she wondered if she had reached the “end of her life too soon.” Had she missed the opportunity to be one of these women? Did she no longer have a place to feel and express those parts of herself? She felt trapped inside her responsibilities as a wife and mother.

Normally, I would have been hurt by her words. I would have told myself she no longer loved me, that I wasn’t good enough, that I couldn’t satisfy her. I would have closed off, pushed her away. But I was still in the energy of Breath of Rose. So I took a breath, let go of my stories, and pulled her closer. Deep down, I knew I was the keeper of this key. She is my wife, and what she longs for most is to be close to me — only me. She didn’t have the words to name it, but I could feel her longing to dive deeper into our union. To unlock the parts of herself that were screaming to be set free.

This could have felt heavy for me — another responsibility, another duty stacked onto the endless roles of husband and father. But instead, I chose to see her for what she is: my greatest gift. This woman who chooses me every day, even with all of my imperfections. Accepting that I alone hold the key to her door. And if I slow down, open myself, and feel her fully, then I can walk through that door with her. Together we can touch the parts of ourselves that yearn for freedom, for pleasure, for truth.

So I choose to go into the fire with her — again and again and again. Not listening with my brain to understand, but opening my heart to feel. To go into that place where comprehension isn’t possible, but presence is.

As a man, husband, and father, none of this has been easy for me to accept and move through. I was raised in a Christian home by two amazing, conservative parents. Everything I am unraveling now goes against what I learned as a child. And I realize this now — as the Founder of Rosewood, this is why I am co-creating events like Breath of Rose. To be a school and playground to explore the truths within all of us.

On the flip side of this coin, what struck me most through this entire experience is that as men — we have everything to lose.

When we pull away, disconnect, and close our hearts, our relationships suffer. Our marriages unravel. Our children grow resentful. We live detached from our feelings, burdened by shame and guilt, because deep down we know — it is only us holding ourselves back from the very life we desire. From all the juiciness that has already been gifted to us. A world of abundant pleasure, joy and love. And when we hold ourselves back, we deny our partners and our children this gift too. Our unwillingness to open, to receive what the feminine offers, is what makes us put up walls, harden, and destroy everything beautiful and possible in our lives.

And that is the challenge of being with powerful women — they shine light on our truth. They remind us that we, as men, are the keepers of the keys. That we carry the responsibility. That we are the safe place. And that through our openness, our woman can continue to open, and open, and open. No one else can do that.

So this is the question I now pose to our community:

Who wants Rosewood Theater to be such a place? A place where you are met by liberated, expressive, powerful women. A place that cracks us open, pushes us to our edges, and invites us to face our uncomfortable truths — to go deeper into our pleasure, our joy, and our freedom.

Who is willing to birth such a space with me?

I am calling you in.

I am calling in the brave souls who are willing to walk this unknown path with me. Together, we can birth something the world has not yet seen.

And for those who are not yet there, it’s okay. Rosewood Theater will continue to be a place for you just as you are — perfect.