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Back Home Blog post for Barbi, Bella, and me. After five days away, I’m finally back where I belong—home. Barbi met me in the street,...

Blog Title: Through Eden By Brian Castillo I drove through Eden today. Not the one from Genesis, but the one out here in West Texas—a...

The Buc-ee’s Effect: Finding Clarity on the Road By BCC As I pulled out of Buc-ee’s, still sipping that hot coffee and with more snacks...

BLOG: The Silence and the Road Home By Brian Castillo This morning, Randy’s house was quiet. Not just regular quiet—the kind of silence...

Chapter 19 – Still an Instrument I didn’t plan to fall asleep in the big hunter. That recliner was just supposed to hold me for a minute,...

BLOG: For the Ones Still Awake To the one scrolling at 12:11 a.m. To the one who meant to go to bed an hour ago but stayed up because...

BLOG: Day One (Part 2) – This Is Why We Lift By Brian Castillo After the blog this morning, I pulled into Randy’s. Back to where it...

BLOG: Day One – What I’m Feeling By Brian Castillo I want to start something new. Something consistent. Something real. This is the first...

Chapter 11: The Heart of the Matter Theme: A Moment When My Faith Gave Me Strength I Didn’t Know I Had There’s a difference between not...

Chapter 3: The Win That Wasn’t From the Memoir Collection I had dreamed of wearing maroon. Growing up in College Station, Texas, there...

Chapter 7: The Drop Is the Teacher Grip and Flow – A Kendama Memoir You don’t grow when you land the trick. You grow when you miss it....

Chapter 5: The Trick Is You Grip and Flow – A Kendama Memoir Some kids think the trick is the spike. Some think it’s the whirlwind. Some...

Chapter 3: The Value of Misses (Grip and Flow – A Kendama Memoir) Kaijo wanted to skip the misses. He wanted to move fast, land big, and...

Grip and Flow: A Kendama Memoir By Brian Castillo Chapter 1: Grip Before Flow Before there’s flow— There has to be grip. Before you move...

The Day I Remembered Who I Am A story for the ones who forgot for a moment. 1. The Fog in the Morning There wasn’t a loud storm. No...

Midnight Whispers and Legacy Echoes It’s getting close to midnight. The frogs are quieter now. The house is still. The writing has taken...

The Penny in the Hallway I don’t remember what I was walking to. I just remember looking down and seeing it. A penny. Right there in the...

Pho, Poland, and the People I Love We just got back from eating Pho An’s Vietnamese soup. Something about the warmth of that bowl...

Chapter: Under the Pines From the Memoir – Legacy Miles I really was afraid it was going to snap—and that I was going to explode when I...

Chapter 1: Under the Stairs Theme: Fear, Wonder, and the Hidden Greatness Within It was just supposed to be a joke. I was six years old,...