What led me to the desert…
My initiation more deeply into the mysteries of life and death, and of being a man in today’s world, began with my dad. As friend, as mentor, as teacher he teased me about one day going on the Men’s Rites of Passage – and if I did it, he would pay for it. What an offer! And then we both would have shared a part of the mystery of men’s work, too.So in the spring of 1997 I applied to attend this “retreat” weekend and by Labor Day weekend I found myself wandering in the desert with about 80 other men pondering the great questions of life and identity. The New Mexican barren, high altitude landscapes served as a great backdrop for deep, profound soul-searching. The men in my small breakout group also helped me along with their insight, shared stories, and their own sad occasions of masculine pain and suffering. For a handful of days we were each a profound presence of Christ for one another. Those connections 11 years ago continue to spiritually feed me to this day.
What I found during my time in the desert was a new way to be a more involved man in my own life. I learned how not to be in control but to surrender to the leadership of the Holy Spirit within me. As a temple of the living Christ, other brothers and sisters would share this journey with me. “We are the body of Christ,” took on a whole mew meaning for me.
These many years later I have been able to deeply connect my men’s work with a deeper relationship with my father and with other men. What a gift! I highly recommend any searching, discerning and occasionally praying brother to attend these rites whenever and wherever the spirit calls.
Peace and blessings!
Michael Doyle
Men's Rites of Passage, Ghost Ranch, New Mexico
I'd known of the Men's Rites of Passage for a number of years and always thought, "Some day, maybe I'll try that." That was my life--always saying "some day maybe I'll do this, or maybe I'll do that."
And I made a commitment to myself to attend the next one available. I applied and was accepted. I read and prayed every day in preparation for the Rites. I prayed for the grace to have Beginner's Mind in the days leading up to leaving for the retreat, and I became aware that my nightly dreams were full and rich and my emotions were stirring.
In June of 2007, I had the sacred honor of being present with 50 other men who were part of the 28th group initiated at Richard Rohr's Men's Rite of Passage, at the Audubon Center-North Woods, at Sandstone, MN. 
I had worked with Richard Rohr in the past including an internship at the Center for Action and Contemplation (CAC), Richard’s center. All of my work with Richard Rohr had a profound effect on me spiritually. I was also aware that Richard was doing "men’s work" and because of my relationship with him and the CAC, I was naturally interested and intended to do it at some time. I didn't obviously know what to expect but had a real sense that something very valuable was available.
Since I've completed the Rites, I have become increasingly aware of the need for this kind of men’s spirituality on a broader scale. We clearly face a crisis in masculine identity of vast proportions and this affects us personally and society as a whole. We can see the breakdown of the traditional family and at least some of this can be attributed to the absence of the father - either emotionally, or physically or both. Weak or absent fathers affect the psychological well being of the children of both sexes, inhibiting their ability to achieve their own gender identity and to relate in positive and intimate way with members of their own and the opposite sex.
I had heard of Richard Rohr for years - had listened to his tapes on male spirituality over the years. He always seemed insightful and very real. He spoke to me. What particularly jumped out at me was his biblical reflections on Paul and human freedom. I was going on a pilgrimage to Greece and Turkey in the footsteps of St. Paul, and got his "Life as Participation" CDs on Paul - they really blew my mind and touched me with deep insights.
So I flew to Minnesota with a reticent but hopeful heart. Somehow, I felt forced to be there - was it just Susan's drum? for my friend? the empty restlessness speaking? or God? Hell, I could survive anything, I thought! I wasn't at all sure that I wanted to get out of it - except survive and not get eaten alive by mosquitoes.
I hope you will find their stories compelling, and interesting. You will notice that the men who have done the Rites did not necessarity do so with confidence. They waivered back and forth and even felt afraid before making their final decision. Also meaningful is that these same men felt that the Men's Rites of Passage was a significant step on their spiritual journey.