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Tonic Masculinity

Antidote to the toxic variety, including compassion, support, growth, and balance.

A water drop causing ripples on the surface.

Spiritual Practice

Pain, Suffering, Refuge: Part 2

A story of cause and effect, by Jude. Continued from Pain, Suffering, Refuge: Intermission. The country club seemed empty for a Friday night. Even so, I hustled to and from the kitchen clearing and setting tables, wondering where the other busboy had gone. I pushed open the kitchen’s swinging

Armored knights engaged in combat.

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Honor Code

A story of retribution, by Stuart. My school always sponsored a hayride in early October, and most everybody took the opportunity to ride an open cart in the chilly Autumn evening with a delicious cup of hot apple cider waiting for them at the end. But there were risks. School-sponsored

A football on a field

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Fighting Words

A story of pushing back, by Felix. I grew up in a bar. My mom worked at Sonny’s, the neighborhood dive, a fine place to drink cheap beer and listen to a juke box as vintage as the clientele. After school I’d sit there waiting until the end

Two birds close together in a tree

Pain, Suffering, Refuge: Intermission

A side conversation, with Tristan and Jude. Continued from Pain, Suffering, Refuge: Part 1. Jude stood at the garden bed, tending peppers in the afternoon’s golden hours. By then the shadows stretched over him and the rest of the farm, a contrast to the stunning amber glow of twilight

Depressed man standing alone

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Pain, Suffering, Refuge: Part 1

Thoughts about the hard times, by Jude. My family didn’t have a whole lot of money growing up. Though we never wanted for any necessities – we always had food, clothing, shelter, and presents under the Christmas tree – I did sometimes long for things we didn’t have. I remember

Silent Dignity is Cool

Silent Dignity is Cool

A story of unintended second chances, by Stuart. Everyone needs a fresh start after middle school. I needed one bad. I arrived in sixth grade with my giant plastic glasses, small body in hand-me-down clothes, and complete inability to control my limbs during any sort of athletic activity like throwing

Lieutenant Cain

Lieutenant Cain

A story of getting out by going through, by Ian. They say Navy Surface Warfare Officers eat their young. I can attest this is not true, but it happens often enough that it feels true. As a young, lost junior officer on his first ship, I longed for good examples

Faking It, Part 3

Faking It, Part 3

A story of failure, by Ian, continued from Faking It, Part 2. This story was originally published on June 28, 2025. OPS caught me right after breakfast on Friday morning. “Well, sir, last night we were able to complete the flight deck events that we had planned for this morning,

Daddy Magic

Thoughts on Father’s Day. This post was originally published on Father's Day, June 15, 2025. Many years ago, when my kids were young, I told them I had Daddy Magic. Whenever Lilly or Indy got bumps, scrapes, or bruises, I would rub my hands together, blow into

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Small Steps

Thoughts on the long road to goodness, by Jude. This post was originally published on May 18, 2025. Strive first to be good, then to do good. “Doing good” without being good causes more harm than good. A little phrase like this might play well on your social media feed