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Men healing – Round 2
- June 26, 2025
Shades of a Man (Podcast)
- May 30, 2025
Growth takes time!
- May 14, 2025
Men’s deserve to heal
- April 25, 2025

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- September 10, 2023
Tainted lens

Tainted lens The eyes Only see What a blind man can not Virtually Fantasy Is the reality Propaganda must stop,...
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- April 25, 2024
My circle, The power of the Mat!

As I stood on the mat, rooted yet weightless amidst the palpable energy, my mind embarked on a journey. Nine,...

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- December 18, 2023
I am afraid
Showing up
- November 20, 2024

Men healing – Round 2

Wakime HauserJune 26, 20255,004 Leave a comment

After last year’s unforgettable experience in Vermont for the first-ever Men’s Health Retreat, I knew this second gathering would be something special. But what I didn’t anticipate was how much deeper it would take root in my soil and…

Shades of a Man (Podcast)

For those who’ve been following my journey, reading my blogs, sharing my words, reflecting…

Growth takes time!

I wasn’t always the man I am today. In fact, for a long time,…

Men’s deserve to heal

It was a cold, rainy Saturday morning, and my schedule was already stacked. But…

50 years deep!

I was driving Uber the other day, heading from Avon down to Foxwoods Casino.…

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April 2, 2024

Past Present Future

Where do you reside in the vast expanse of time? Are you lost in the tumultuous waters of past mistakes, struggling against the currents of regret? Or perhaps you find yourself casting your gaze forward, envisioning a future filled with triumphs in finance, society, and athleticism. Yet, there’s another realm – the present moment – where tranquility awaits. Do you recognize where you stand? Are you aware of how the ghosts of your past transgressions may be undermining your future? It’s plausible that you’re so fixated on the horizon that you fail to seize the opportunities unfolding in the now. Or maybe you’re fully immersed in the present, leveraging past setbacks as stepping stones, trusting the process to create a path toward the future of your dreams. Welcome to the matrix of existence, where the echoes of yesteryears reverberate through our present, while we strive to chart a course for the tomorrows yet to unfold. My journey through life has been a tapestry woven with invaluable lessons, each accompanied by its own scar – some fading with time, while others lingered long after the wounds had ostensibly healed. Despite the passage of time, the shadows of my darkest moments remained,...

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August 6, 2023

Bathroom Trophies!!

While my wife and I were designing our new home, I stumbled upon my collection of awards, degrees, and certifications. Reflecting on each one and their impact on my life, I remembered how I used to proudly display them in the living room of my previous homes, showcasing my achievements to all who entered. These accolades hold a special place in my heart, representing years of dedication and hard work. Yet, as I contemplated where to showcase these milestones, my perspective began to shift. Each degree represents a personal sacrifice, every reward carries a unique story, and each certification has come at a price. Earning my bachelor’s degree was an uphill battle that spanned six challenging years. Despite facing homelessness, losing my best friend to murder, job instability, and parenthood, I persevered and obtained my four-year degree in an unrelated field. My journey continued with pursuing a Masters degree while juggling two full-time jobs, navigating a complex relationship, and coping with the passing of my grandfather ( My best friend). Despite the obstacles, I graduated with a 3.7 GPA, overcame legal challenges, and secured a teaching license in Connecticut. Now, as a Doctoral candidate, I recognize that my path has,...

Life Style
January 13, 2023

Bumpsy

Bumpsy, that is his name. Who is that? The man who showed me everything in life that I shouldn’t be, yet I wanted to become. The man who hurt me over and over again. The man who my sisters called Bumpsy. Bumpsy is/was my father. In the Winter of 2021, I forgave my dad and accepted his role in my life. He is the man who my sister and all his friends (none to date I trust) call Bumpsy. I could never call him that. I called him dad because that is who I wanted him too always be. It was not to the age of 41 that I realized what a father was. That is when I began a relationship with my first-born son. His presence forced me to be a father figure. It was not hard, I just told him the truth, good, bad and or neutral. At the age of 49 I am finally confident enough to be a good father. I am also smart enough not to try to make up for my prior shortcomings as a father in the past. I am here for my children now. I don’t baby them and I do not,...

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January 2, 2024

2024

As the new year unfolds, countless individuals find themselves inspired to make positive changes. Weight loss, quitting smoking or drinking, spending more time with family, and increasing income are among the common aspirations. Achieving these goals is entirely possible, yet a significant majority, around 80% or more, abandon their resolutions within the initial weeks of the year. Reflecting on my past New Year’s resolutions, I aimed to quit smoking on seven different occasions. Despite temporary successes, lasting up to three months each time, and two instances of abstaining for over a year within a span of 13 years, my final and successful quit happened on a random day in 2009. It’s worth noting that I had started making lifestyle changes well before completely overcoming the habit. Your actions shape who you become. Consistent effort leads to improvement. It’s crucial to emphasize that many individuals desire rewards without investing the necessary work. Excuses surface when expectations are unmet, and self-blame is avoided. Want a 6-figure career? Cultivate a 7-figure work ethic. Dreaming of a 7-figure home? Craft an 8-figure game plan. Dreaming alone won’t suffice; it’s essential to start living the dream by taking actionable steps. Embarking on this journey will,...

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March 5, 2025

Walnut

&lt My grandmother’s house always puts a smile on my face. It was the most beautiful apartment in the world to me as a child, even though it was tucked inside the roughest projects in Mount Vernon, New York. Five towering ten-story brick buildings, stacked side by side, looming over a few tight acres of land. Off-street parking. A handful of basketball courts where the nets rarely lasted, and a playground that saw more fights than laughter some days. Outsiders feared these projects. They whispered about them like a forbidden place, a war zone. But for me, it was home. My second home. And I was never afraid. My grandmother’s apartment was a two-bedroom fortress with more locks than the U.S. Treasury. The sound of her unlocking the door was a ritual—a metallic symphony of bolts sliding, deadlocks clicking, chains rattling. And before you ever stepped inside, she cracked the door open just enough to peer through the chain, scanning to make sure you weren’t bringing unexpected company. That was normal to me. So normal that I never thought twice about it until I moved out of the city and realized not everyone lived behind layers of steel and suspicion.,...

Men healing – Round 2
- June 26, 2025
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Shades of a Man (Podcast)
- May 30, 2025
Growth takes time!
- May 14, 2025
Men’s deserve to heal
- April 25, 2025