Inside Out Healing for Men
A different kind of work. Real stories. Real recovery.
Practical inside out healing for men learning to slow down, notice their patterns, and rebuild their lives with steadiness and purpose.
This is lived experience. Not theory.
It’s not about fixing everything or becoming someone new.
It’s about slowing down enough to notice what’s actually going on, being honest about it, and building something steadier from the inside out.
Some of this comes from sobriety.
Some from surviving and learning to live after things that were never meant to be carried alone.
A lot of it comes from getting things wrong and staying long enough to understand why.
Take what helps. Leave the rest.
Recent Posts
Grateful to Witness the Healing
Sometimes gratitude comes from witnessing someone else’s healing. This Thanksgiving, a heartfelt message from a former group participant reminded me of the power of acceptance, the courage it takes to heal, and the privilege of being part of someone else’s journey.
And Then We Ate Cake
Another group comes to an end with shared stories, a potluck, a one-year sobriety celebration, and a simple reminder that none of us has to heal alone.
Healing Isn’t Only About What Hurts
Healing isn’t only about what hurts. Sometimes it’s noticing a pattern, deciding it no longer tells the whole story, and choosing a different direction.
Sometimes Healing Looks Like a Gala
Sometimes healing looks like sitting in a circle and finding the courage to speak. Sometimes it looks like a room full of people coming together to make sure others have that same opportunity.
The Rooms Have Changed
Forty years of sobriety sounds like a destination, but healing has taken me through different rooms and different communities. I found sobriety in AA. Decades later, I found another kind of healing and fellowship at The Gatehouse. The rooms have changed, but one lesson hasn’t: we don’t have to do this alone.
My Emotional Hurricane Season Came Early
I have an emotional hurricane season. It tends to arrive around the same time every year, and after more than half a century I know
Still Here, Still Her Dad
After a hard month of physical pain, mental fog, and uncertainty, Megan’s 30th birthday became a quiet reminder that love, gratitude, and fatherhood can still call us back to ourselves.
Before the Room Feels Safe
I had planned to write about preparing to facilitate another men’s group. Then the calendar changed, and the postponement revealed something deeper: for some men, a room full of other men does not feel safe yet. Sometimes the real work begins before the room opens.