Over the last month and a half, I’ve written more than forty posts here at this blog. Yesterday afternoon and evening, I sat down and read through them all. Wow! What struck me was the story they tell when placed side by side. Without planning it, I’ve been documenting a turning point in my life.
So I took some time to organize them and sift and sort for the posts that best reflect what’s going on with me.
The thread is simple, but strong.
It begins with the smallest act: keeping promises to myself. No surprise there, that was easy to identify.
Each kept promise has been a stone in the foundation of real confidence, the kind I didn’t know I needed until living out life in this time period of July, August and the beginning of September 2025.
From there, the writing shifts into something larger: being awake to my own life instead of scrolling through everyone else’s. I’m not only NOT looking at social media (at all), I’m also no longer vexing over changing careers or making this decision or that decision. I’m living the life I have. One moment all the time.
And then, almost quietly, the focus turns outward. Self-awareness becomes service. Purpose begins to rise.
None of this was written as theory. I’ve been in the trenches.
It has come out of heartbreak, raising children, working long hours, and searching for God in the middle of it all. It has come out of the long hours of sitting still with myself, wrestling with myself in that stillness, and then at times standing up a little straighter than before.
When I gathered these pieces together, I gave them a name: A Man’s Guide. This guide does not hold answers, but it gathers moments that serve as signposts toward the kind of man I am beginning to respect. Again, I didn’t know I needed this, but now that I’ve lived it I’m living it, I see these times as a turning point.
This personal blog is the source material for whatever comes next. I will keep writing authentically. It’s right there in my tagline, I document my journey and commit to having a point of view, which improves my thinking, my attitude, and my trajectory.
AND…ALSO…
I feel a shift, a slow down as my gaze turns away from the daily grind of wrestling through the trenches and more toward steady reflection, That might mean writing less often, perhaps, but with a deeper calm than the urgency that has carried me these last two months.
But again, I’m so grateful for what I have to show for these last two months.