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Men healing – Round 2
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Shades of a Man (Podcast)
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Growth takes time!
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Men’s deserve to heal
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- June 5, 2023
Men Matter

Growing up to this day I am faced with one consistent question. What is your nationality? I have been asked,...
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- November 28, 2023
Vodka, Seltzer and lime

Low calories Citrus flavored bubbly and clear Kettle one, grey goose and tito’s Avoiding the house well economic version Double,...

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- June 3, 2024
Remembering my friend
Wooden Spoon
- February 12, 2024

Men healing – Round 2

Wakime HauserJune 26, 20255,169 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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June 12, 2023

FORKS

We all have heard the expression by Yogi Berra “when you come to a fork in the road, take it”. Have you ever thought about the number of forks that you have come to in your life? I spent countless hours reliving my past. Wishing I made a different decision.These hours accumulated into days, months and even years. Thinking about what I could have done differently led me into a deep unconscious depression. I was living in the present physically while my mind and soul were in the past. Now I do not live in the past, nor doI live in the future. I live in the moment. I am finally finding peace. Since birth we are faced with hundreds if not thousands of forks a day. Forks referring to choices or decisions. What I wear, what I eat are small forks. Bigger forks would include, should be friends with this person or that person. What I’m doing this weekend. To the gigantic decisions: should I marry him or her, what college should I go to, where do I want to live. These are all forks that we deal with every day. I believe each person throughout their lives will,...

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June 24, 2024

Empowerment in Vermont: My Transformative Weekend with 25 Powerful Men of Color

Have you ever been surrounded by 20 or more men who made you feel empowered and valuable? I have! This past weekend, I attended a men’s wellness retreat in Vermont with 25 powerful men of color. The ages and stories were amazing, tragic, resilient, and worthy of absorbing. There were multiple moments during this retreat where I encountered joy so overwhelming it brought tears of happiness to my cheeks. Every person I spoke to was as clear as my aunt’s glass windows. There were no signs of masks or hidden agendas. I am not exaggerating when I say everyone I encountered was fully open and engaged. As a man of color, it is unfortunate that we do not feel this way among each other more frequently. If I could use a word to describe what every man felt around each other, I would use “safe” or “secure.” The goal of this weekend getaway was to rest, recover, and be our true selves. What was expected and what took place were totally different. I watched men open up about what they were going through and how they were dealing with it. The masks of everyday life were removed. It was group,...

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December 26, 2023

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Born in Yonkers, New York, in the 1970s, I’ve always seen myself as a New Yorker. Besides attending Yankees or Knicks games, I rarely visit unless it’s for a family engagement or a funeral, as I now live in Connecticut. My childhood experiences in New York were anything but boring, except when I was being punished or at church. Additionally, I witnessed numerous illegal behaviors considered normal in my hometown. It wasn’t until I moved to Connecticut that I realized fighting wasn’t acceptable. I was taught never to let anyone bully or put their hands on me, and surprisingly, I rarely got into trouble for fighting in or out of school in New York—only a swat with a yardstick in school, which just stung briefly. However, adjusting to life in Connecticut proved challenging for me as a kid and teen. I seemed to always be in trouble. North Carolina became my sanctuary, where I forged lasting friendships from my youth. Each visit fills me with emotional memories. In North Carolina, I learned various skills like riding a motorcycle, landscaping, gardening, driving a manual car, handling and shooting rifles, playing basketball, and swimming. It provided an overwhelmingly positive experience for me,...

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May 15, 2023

GITTY

This Friday I will be attending my aunt Bertha’s, also known as “Gitty” funeral. It will have passed by the time you will have read this. The last funeral I attended of someone in my family was my grandmother, who was also named Bertha. I never seem to remember dates. For some reason dates are not important to me. What is important in the memory that people leave with me. As a child I felt extremely close to my family. I felt like I knew everyone and spent a significant amount of time with them as well. As I aged I felt myself distancing myself away from my family. This is not done with any intent. It naturally takes place as young adults try to make their way through life. With that being said, tragedy, or death seems to bring people together. I would be lying if I knew my Aunt’s age and date of birth. I could cheat and find out. What is that worth? Not much. What is worth something is that I will get to see many of my family members who I have not seen in years. We will hug, cry, laugh, celebrate and talk about,...

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February 27, 2024

The Prize 🏆

In the realm of childhood memories, few things evoke nostalgia quite like the thrill of discovering a prize hiding within a cereal box. As a youngster, I vividly recall eagerly shaking boxes, trying to be the first to claim the mysterious toy or sticker hidden within. It wasn’t just about the prize itself; it was about the anticipation, being the winner and the sheer joy of the unexpected. Reflecting on these experiences, it becomes apparent how deeply ingrained the concept of rewards and incentives is in our society. From cereal box treasures to the allure of a Happy Meal toy, we’re constantly bombarded with the promise of instant gratification. But what impact does this “prize-driven” mentality have on our lives, both then and now? We often quit before we obtain the rewards from our efforts in our lives. We want it now, not later!. Growing up surrounded by these incentives, I couldn’t help but notice their influence on my behavior and attitudes. The desire to obtain a prize often overshadowed any consideration for the product itself. It’s a pattern that extends far beyond childhood, shaping consumer habits and even personal aspirations. However, it’s essential to differentiate between earned rewards and,...

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