Do You Remember How to Party? (And Why You Must)
Here we are again.
Be honest. Did you really think I’d follow up? I’m sure some of you were taking bets that my next message to you would be in October 2026.
Such is the power of finding your aliveness. Change feels effortless. Priorities become clear. The momentum you feel is too infectious not to follow.
So let’s get to the heart of it. We don’t have time to waste.
We need to discuss the unparalleled power of a party!
The Unparalleled Power of a Party
So I shared a post on LinkedIn this week about the power of a party.
And how it can be a portal. A permission slip for wholeness. A ceremony for self-expression. A mythic micro-revolution made of matching tees, mismatched drinks, and misbehaving joy.
A chance to dance with our edges, try on a new outfit, and take off the mask.
The response to my post was…lukewarm.
Sure, maybe it was the algorithm. Or maybe it was something else. Maybe it’s hard to talk about letting go when most of us are trying so hard to hold it all together.
Maybe I asked the wrong question and instead of ‘Do you still party?’, I should’ve asked, ‘Do you still remember how?’…
I do.
I just spent the weekend with my oldest, bestest mates. Surfing. Retelling stories. Singing badly in vans. Laughing so hard we lost our voices.
At the crescendo of our 3-day pilgrimage of wildness, we found ourselves rolling around in a field, with fifteen thousand fabulous new friends, dancing wildly to Fat Boy Slim.
Words and pics will never do it justice. And they shouldn’t. Otherwise we’d never go. But my gosh, this little gem of an experience wasn’t just a party. It was a threshold.
One of those rare, reckless, sacred moments that strips away the static and reminds you who you are beneath the roles.
Somewhere between the high hat and the bass, it hit me like lightning. In a world obsessed with optimising our wellbeing so we can elevate our performance.
‘We don’t need more time off.
We need more moments that turn us back on!’
Because most of us?
We don’t really let go anymore. Not like we used to.
Sure, we might decompress. We hydrate. We ‘go off-grid’. We put our phones down for a minute and call it presence. We dance, kinda, but only at a wedding, during the band's second set, after 4.5 drinks.
We rebel, but in linen.
We’ve traded organic chaos for curated calm. And we wonder why we feel flat.
What’s holding us back at work? What’s holding us back in life? It’s not the lack of innovation or budget or time. It’s the fear of going first. The fear of being seen. The fear of looking ridiculous.
We don’t want to be too much. Too loud. Too unprofessional. We don’t want to be judged, laughed out, or left out.
So we stay safe. We stay polite. We stay small.
But here’s the truth: Letting go isn’t just for the weekend. Or a happy little accident that happens once a year.
It’s a skill. A muscle. And a source. It’s how we remember who we are. And how we bring that energy back, to our teams, our work, our lives.
It’s how we make things better, by making them wilder.
When was the last time you let go?
For reals.
When was the last time you danced like nobody was watching, but everybody was? When was the last time you said “f#¢k it” and stepped fully into the moment? No mask, no plan, no permission?
When was the last time you woke up sore, with sand in the bed, and a heart bursting with ‘OMG, what the hell happened, I’ve never done that before!’
That’s the difference between existing and living. Between ticking boxes and getting goosebumps. Between a job that drains you and a life that feeds you.
We need more people willing to go first. To take the first step into the unknown. To look a little foolish. To touch and tell of the benefits of letting it all unravel.
This is Wild Work™
It’s not about festivals or full moons. It’s not about selfishness or too much booze. It’s about finding the courage to bring a little wildness into the everyday.
To get silly. To laugh out loud. To play.
That’s the energy we need in our work. The audacity to move first. The bravery to show up unfiltered. The freedom to feel fully alive.
This is the revelation and the invitation. We need to get wild. Not just in your free time. Or when you’re with your mates. Or once a year by accident.
Do it Monday mornings. Do it in your meetings. Do it as often as you can. Light the fire for others to find their way home.
So I’ll ask again:
Do you still remember how to party?
If not…it’s time to start practicing. Together.
Shanks for weeding
Your presence is precious to me. Eternally grateful for your eyeballs.
Do you know anyone else who would love to read this?
Then share this with a friend. I dare you. Cause it’s the classy thing to do.
I’ll take care of the rest.
Love ya guts