{"type":"rich","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Transistor","provider_url":"https://transistor.fm","author_name":"Begin Again with Winston Faircloth","title":"Welcome Home","html":"<iframe width=\"100%\" height=\"180\" frameborder=\"no\" scrolling=\"no\" seamless src=\"https://share.transistor.fm/e/95f8bfe8\"></iframe>","width":"100%","height":180,"duration":1035,"description":"Begin Again is back. And Winston Faircloth isn’t the same person who recorded that last episode.  After a season away — five years of honest reckoning, spiritual formation, and the slow daily writing of nearly 1,000 poems — Winston returns with a relaunch that is less a resumption and more a homecoming. This episode is his most personal yet: the story of what broke at 59, what the silence held, and what he found on the other side of it. Episode One opens with a poem from Winston’s My Reflections archive — Tour Day 984: Home — and closes with a second: Tour Day 773: Begin. In between, Winston shares what he has never said quite this directly before.IN THIS EPISODE•  Why Winston is back — and what changed in the years between seasons•  The identity that collapsed at 59, and what it cost to lose it•  The Loyal Soldier: the part of you that protected you, and now stands guard at a door you need to walk through•  What a ceremonial discharge actually looked like — a speech written for no audience, then read aloud to the people he loves most•  What Begin Again, Season Two is: a companion to the Remember, Recognize, Release, and Reunion journey of My Reunion Tour•  Who this season is for — and the question at the heart of it all•  Two poems: Tour Day 984: Home (opening) and Tour Day 773: Begin (closing)FEATURED POEMSTour Day 984: Home  —  Opening poemThe poem that opens the episode and the season. Seven stanzas tracing the arc from restlessness and hollow pursuit to the quiet turn toward what truly matters. Written on Day 984 of Winston’s daily writing practice.Tour Day 773: Begin  —  Closing poemThe closing poem and the season’s recurring benediction. Four stanzas that arrive at a single word, set alone on its own line: Begin. Written on Day 773.Both poems are from Winston’s My Reflections archive — nearly 1,000 daily poems written alongside personal photos, chronicling a transformation he didn’t choose but came to receive. Read them at ...","thumbnail_url":"https://img.transistorcdn.com/LXy7Jem68qZBGsT-ncYREEbUWRlBetIsvhnIqohh-3E/rs:fill:0:0:1/w:400/h:400/q:60/mb:500000/aHR0cHM6Ly9pbWct/dXBsb2FkLXByb2R1/Y3Rpb24udHJhbnNp/c3Rvci5mbS8xZTY1/MGQ3ZWMyZTQ4OTVi/YjRjMTFiNDY5MWY1/MDNmZC5qcGc.webp","thumbnail_width":300,"thumbnail_height":300}