The Unfinished Journey

The Unfinished Journey – Telling My Story at 76 Because Nobody Tells Stories At 76 years old I find myself wondering what happened to storytelling. Real storytelling. The kind where folks sit awhile, listen awhile, and maybe recognize a little of themselves in someone else’s journey. I’ve spent a good part of my life singing around campfires, telling stories, writing, wondering, wandering, and try...

This is a story about me jumping off a bridge - sort of. Sometimes the simplest of suggestions turns out to be a really good idea and a life lesson all in one.

I’ve been sitting with a piece called Winter Ground—about stillness, seasons, and learning how to stand where I am.

Coaching Myself by Wally Bornmann I need a coach. You know the kind I’m talking about. I need one of those coaches that tells me to figure out why and why not and get me to sweat in the process. I need the kind of coach that I heard someone talk about who said she’d gone back to the gym and she was doing this class where she was beyond certain that she was giving everything, and the coach looked a...

  (From my book, Morning Musings, available on Amazon) I got a compliment yesterday, and it’s stayed with me — which is impressive, because I’m the guy who usually hears a compliment and silently thinks the person who gave it doesn’t know what they’re talking about. This time, though, it stuck. A longtime and dear friend told me she was impressed with my writing about Katie. She said she’s always...

Someone on Facebook said they didn’t know I was such a deep thinker. Made me wonder what they thought I was before. This piece started there—and ended somewhere a lot more personal.

If you’ve ever stood at a crossroads and taken the safer path, or caught yourself asking what might’ve been pull up a chair — the road’s waiting.