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The Confidence Protocols: Trial IV – The Chapel of Silence
Stillness cuts deeper than the sharpest sword. In this transformative fourth episode of the Confidence Protocol, we venture into the Chapel of Silence, where the greatest challenge isn't what you're asked to do—but what you're asked to stop doing.
Most men have developed sophisticated strategies to avoid silence. We fill every moment with noise, movement, and distraction, convinced that being still means becoming invisible. But what if the opposite is true? What if genuine confidence comes not from constant activity but from the ability to sit in silence and still hold presence?
The metaphorical journey continues as we enter a sacred space that doesn't respond to strength or effort, only to surrender. Through vivid storytelling, we discover that silence isn't emptiness—it's where everything that truly matters finally has space to emerge. Behind our noise lies a backlog of unprocessed grief, unresolved memories, and decisions made for survival that we never forgave ourselves for making.
This episode reveals why the man who can endure stillness gains something rare and powerful: not control, not applause, not adrenaline, but genuine presence. He discovers the syllable "Soul"—earned not through fire or risk, but through the courage to stop performing and start listening to the voice he's been avoiding his whole life.
Challenge yourself with the "stillness session" homework, a ritual of endurance rather than a guided meditation or journal prompt. Create unadorned space, sit with whatever arises, and discover what happens when you finally stop distracting yourself from yourself.
Ready to discover the magnetic power of being still in a world that can't stop moving? Listen now and learn why the man who can hold silence becomes the man the world listens to before he ever speaks.
"True mastery is found in the details. The way you handle the little things defines the way you handle everything."
Hello and welcome to the Gentleman's Journey podcast. My name is Anthony, your host, and today we are in episode four of the Confidence Protocol. So let's go ahead and let's get into it. The jungle doesn't fight you this time. It does something worse it steps aside as if it knows you won't make it to the next trial by force, only by surrender. The canopy thins, the roots grow shallow, the soil softens beneath your feet, like it's preparing to hold stillness instead of motion.
Speaker 1:You walk quietly now, not because you want to, but because the air demands it. Every footstep lands louder than it should. Your breath becomes a disturbance. The island is listening. You move slower. The trees grow thin and tall, evenly spaced, like old sentinels that do not speak but never forget. The light changes cooler, pale, silver gray, and then you see it At the end of a clearing, sunken into the land.
Speaker 1:The chapel it's not majestic, it's not grand, not holy, in the way churches are drawn. It looks forgotten, simple stone, half covered in moss. It looks forgotten, simple Stone, half covered in moss, roof sagging. But nothing is broken. It is intact, like something left it here long ago, entrusted, it would survive. A narrow path of flat stones leads to the door. The door is not locked. It's also not open, it simply is. And carved into the face and weathered, worn glyphs says this If you cannot be still, you will not be spoken to. You place your hand on the wood. The moment you touch it, a pulse travels up your like heat moving through bone. The door does not open, not yet. So you try pushing, it doesn't resist you, but it doesn't move either. Because this door doesn't respond to effort, it responds to stillness. You step back, you look around no wind, no sound. Even the birds are gone here. This space does not care how strong you are, it doesn't care how much pain you have endured. It only cares if you can do the one thing most men spend their life avoiding, that's be silent and wait. So you close your eyes, you slow your breath, you stop reaching and, for the first time since arriving on this island, you do nothing. And the door opens. Now the creak, now the crack. It opens like fog separating and inside you step into the chapel of silence.
Speaker 1:The moment you step into the chapel, the temperature drops, but not like cold air. It's the kind of cold that sinks into your chest, the kind that reminds you what your body has been hiding from the kind of cold that demands reverence, not through fear, but through knowing. This is not your space, this is not your voice. This is where you remember or leave. You take a few steps forward. The air doesn't move, the dust doesn't stir. There are no torches here, no glowing marks, no sound of fire crackling in the walls, only stone Pew after pew, carved benches with names you can't read, etch faintly into the wood, and ahead of them an altar, not adorned, not glowing, but bare. You walk towards it slowly. Every footstep feels like it echoes into time itself, not into the chamber, but into your own history. Every footstep feels like it echoes into time itself, not into the chamber, but into your own history. The air is so still, it feels hostile, but it's not. It's just honest.
Speaker 1:You reach the first row of pews and that's when you see him, the shadow, seated, third bench, from the front, head down, hands resting on his knees. He doesn't look up, he doesn't move, he is already still. His presence sends no fear through your spine, only recognition. There's a word carved into the wood beside him, deep, rough and intentional. It says listen. You move around him, heart pounding, you don't try to engage.
Speaker 1:You know now that this is not a place for talking, this is a place for receiving. You sit at the front, at the edge of the altar, and the moment you do, your thoughts portray you, all of them. They say why am I here? Nothing's happening, what am I supposed to be learning? I'm wasting time. There has to be more than this. And then, just beneath those thoughts, something quieter. You've always filled the silence because you were afraid of what would speak inside of it. You shift your hands, fidget your eyes, twitch. Everything in you wants to move, to escape, to do something, but there's nothing to do.
Speaker 1:The altar stays still, the chapel doesn't change, because this place is not here to entertain you, it's here to strip you. And the silence it's not just around you, it's you, it's the part of you that has waited to be heard and never was. And now that part asks for nothing. It just sits Like the shadow, like the room, like the truth you've been running from. You try to breathe deeper, you try to calm your thoughts, but the island has no interest in your strategies. It wants stillness, not the kind that looks peaceful on the outside, but the kind that breaks you open on the inside, the kind that says Get to heal by performing. You get to heal by being still enough to hear what was buried beneath the noise.
Speaker 1:So you wait and slowly something inside you begins to fall quiet. You've been sitting, still unmoving, and you don't know how long it's been. There are no clocks here, no shifting light, no time, only breath, only presence, and only the pressure in your chest. That began as discomfort and now is becoming invitation. And then it begins, not with the sound, not with fire, not with magic, but with vision. The altar in front of you begins to change, not in reality, but in perception. A memory begins to unfold on its surface, like mist swirling into shape. You see yourself. You're young, too young to know how to defend yourself, but old enough to remember what was taken.
Speaker 1:You're sitting at a dinner table or in a hallway, or in a classroom, or alone on a couch, and you're being taught something, not through words, through absence. No one's listening, no one asks, no one stays. That's how it started the belief that my silence keeps my peace. My silence makes it easier to love me. My silence is safer than my honesty, and over time you stopped offering the truth. You started feeding people versions of yourself that were quieter, smaller, more manageable. You told them what they could handle, you showed them what they could approve of and the rest you locked away.
Speaker 1:In places like this, another vision forms. You see yourself in your 20s or 30s. Another vision forms. You see yourself in your 20s or 30s, maybe last year. You're talking to someone you love A partner, a parent, a friend, and you say enough just to keep the connection, but not enough to keep yourself whole. You walk away from that conversation feeling hollow but proud of yourself for keeping it together.
Speaker 1:That's the rod of silence. It masquerades as control, but it's really just abandonment of yourself. You look down at the altar. Your hands are open in your lap. Now you didn't even notice, and slowly, written across the surface of the altar, the way the condensation slowly forms into words, a new syllable appears Soul. You don't speak it out loud. You don't need to, because for the first time in a long time, you're not using your mouth to escape. You're using your stillness to return.
Speaker 1:You close your eyes again and the silence no longer feels like a cage. It feels like a threshold. You rise, but slowly, not like someone finished, like someone who knows better. The silence doesn't release you like a wave. It lets go of you like a mentor, one that never said a word but gave you more clarity than any voice ever could. You turn towards the exit and that's when you notice the shadow is gone. No sound, no movement, just absence. But something has changed in the pew where he sat. But something has changed in the pew where he sat, the word listen, once carved there, has now been burned through, and beneath it, in faint gold etching, barely legible but pulsing.
Speaker 1:You did you move towards the door. It's already open, not wide, just enough for you to pass through. That's how silence works. It never grants permission, it waits for readiness. You step outside the chapel. Everything is alive. The trees that were still are now swaying. The birds that were silent are singing again. The air that felt tight now breathes. But it's not the world that changed, it's you. You can finally hear. Hear not just sound, but presence, the sound of your steps against the earth, the sound of your lungs expanding without tension, the sound of your heart beating not out of panic but rhythm.
Speaker 1:You pull out the map and this, this time it reacts. Before you touch it, the parchment unrolls itself, the ink sharpens and beneath the three syllables are already marked Ka-for-ash, and the fourth one appears Drawn not with fire, not with blood, but with the stillness you just earned Soul. You fold the map and, for the first time, it doesn't feel like a riddle. It feels like a memory, one that's being returned to you Piece by piece. So, as we're talking about this right, the silence wasn't a punishment, it was a mirror.
Speaker 1:See, this trial is going to be one of the hardest, not because of what you're asked to do, but because of what you're asked to stop doing. See, the Chapel of Silence doesn't challenge your strength. It challenges your nervous system, your addiction to movement, your need for input, your fear of absence. And most men, when they encounter this trial, fail it before they ever sit down. Why they ever sit down? Why? Because they confuse silence with emptiness. They think there's nothing happening here, they think I should be doing something, they think this must not be working. But here's the truth.
Speaker 1:The trial reveals Silence is not where nothing's happened. Silence is where everything that matters finally has space to show up. You live in a world designed to distract you from yourself. You were taught early to avoid silence. You're taught to fill it, mask it, numb it right, turn on a podcast, scroll something, call someone, eat something, overtrain, overwork, overexplain, and underneath all that noise is the version of you that's been starved for your own attention. That's what this trial was about. It's not about being quiet, it's about remembering what you've done to avoid your own voice, not the one you speak with, the one that emerges when everything else is stripped away.
Speaker 1:See, this is the trial where a lot of men will try to hack the silence. They'll sit down with a timer, they'll call it meditation, they'll try to check a box so they can feel that they've accomplished something. But see, silence isn't something you complete, it's something you endure. It's the container for confrontation, it's the crucible for clarity. It's where the versions of you that never got to speak finally get a chance. And here's what most men find when they sit in silence long enough that there's a massive backlog of truth inside of them, of unspoken grief, unresolved memories, decisions made for survival and they never forgave themselves for. In the silence, these things come back, not to punish you, but to be seen to be held, because the truth doesn't scream, it whispers. And the question this trial asks you is simple Are you still enough to hear it? See, most men are not afraid of what the silence will tell them. They're afraid that if they stop distracting themselves, they'll realize just how long they've been gone Gone from their intuition, gone from their body, gone from their voice, gone from the decisions that actually matter. But here's the gift, on the other side of all that discomfort when you finally let the silence speak, you hear you, the real you, the one who's been buried beneath everyone else's noise.
Speaker 1:The man who completes this trial gains something rare not control, not applause, not adrenaline. He gains presence. And from presence comes power. Because you will not become confident by filling your life with sound sound. You will become confident by becoming the kind of man who can sit still and face. What shows up in that stillness, and what shows up once the distraction dies, is often the next version of you, the one where you were always meant to become but never slowed down long enough to meet. So you carry a new syllable soul. It did not come from fire, it did not come from risk, it came from stillness. And that syllable soul is what anchors you in presence when the world around you demands performance, it is what steadies your breath when everyone else is rushing, it is what lets you walk into a room and be felt without saying a word, because stillness is not emptiness, stillness is gravity, and the man who can hold silence without needing to fill it becomes the man the world listens to before he ever speaks.
Speaker 1:So now, let's do some homework here, right? Here's your homework, okay. And I want to tell you something this trial right that you're going to do this is not a journal prompt, this is not a guided meditation, this is not a performance of introspection. This is a ritual of endurance. If you cannot sit with yourself, if you cannot remain present without distraction, then everything you build will be a mask and everything you say will be noise. So your task, this is the stillness session. Okay, this is the stillness session, okay.
Speaker 1:So, step one create the space. Turn everything off no background music, no incense, no candles, no app timers, no journaling tools, no affirmations. You need nothing, because the man you're meeting does not want your performance. He wants your presence. Step two Sit. Just sit. Sit upright, grounded. No perfect pose is required. You can keep your eyes open or closed, whatever keeps you honest. And now stay, don't move, don't plan, don't strategize, don't chase insight. Just hold the space long enough for the buried voice inside of you to speak again.
Speaker 1:Now. Step three. This is the hardest one. Wait until something rises, a thought, a memory, a phrase, a feeling. Something will arrive. It always does. That's the moment when it shows up. Don't touch it, let it be. Don't analyze, don't intellectualize, don't capture it, just witness it, like it's a child who is locked in a room waiting for someone to finally stop yelling long enough to hear them whisper. I've been here the whole time, and when you leave that room, don't post, don't reflect, don't explain what happened. Keep it sacred, keep it silent, not because it isn't real, but because it is and why this matters.
Speaker 1:Most men want to be felt, but they don't know how to carry stillness. So they feel space, they feel time, they feel silence because they think being still makes them disappear. But it's the opposite. The man who can sit in silence and still hold presence is the one who changes the temperature of the room without speaking a word. So now you carry Ka Vor Ash Sol. So now you carry Ka Vor Ash Sol. Each one earned, each one sealed through confrontation, each one a return to a part of yourself you abandoned to survive. And now you walk forward, not louder but more full.
Speaker 1:The next trial, it won't ask you to speak, it won't ask you to sit, it'll ask you to decide. You know when, when you're writing this kind of podcast, right, when you're when I do these things, you know obviously I'm pulling from experience, right? And as weird as this is going to sound to you guys, as I just told the microphone, sorry what's going to sound interesting to you guys is that I relive this experience three times One when I come up with it, two when I write it, and three when I say it. Right, especially with this, because here's the thing that no one really tells you and you're carrying stillness. It doesn't mean you don't feel anything. It doesn't mean that you're numb inside. What it really does is, it means that you feel everything and you choose not to respond.
Speaker 1:We live in such a distracted society and I'm sure this happened to you or this will happen to you once you start this. I remember for me for a while when I would sit in silence, like especially dead quiet. You would get that weird ringing in your ear for like the first couple minutes because it's your body responding to silence, so it's actually physically trying to fill sound because it doesn't know how to respond to that. So if you get that, that is a normal thing, you don't have something wrong with your ears, you don't have tinnitus or whatever, but that that's a normal thing. And that's something that is really hard to work through because it'll get louder and louder and then it just stops and usually when that happens, there'll be a deep breath you take, because it's the first time you've actually taken a deep breath in silence.
Speaker 1:And once that happens is when all these other things start to take place, when you start to see all those things we've talked about, all that hurt, all that confrontation. You haven't really sorted through right All those things. And I'm telling you, I still do this and it still has a huge effect on me, right. Sometimes I'll just do this in the car, like I'll be driving and I just turn the radio off. I don't listen to anything, I'm in silence. So there's nothing wrong with that, okay. And again, the more that you do this, the more that you will actually honestly appreciate silence, and one of the things you'll start to really understand is why older people love silence, because silence is where you find yourself.
Speaker 1:So, as we're going through this, guys, again I want to thank you so very much for you listening and if you're new here, thank you so much for listening today as well. And again I got to say, guys, just thank you so much for your support. I can see that we're getting more listenership, so thank you for everybody that is sharing this podcast. It just means the world to me, and I just can't tell you how much I appreciate it right Now.
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