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Men healing – Round 2

Wakime HauserJune 26, 20255,637 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 15, 2024

The little loud ROCK 🪨

While in Vermont, my friend Alexx and I were driving up a gravel road toward our lodging.. The tranquility of the late afternoon view was abruptly interrupted when a high-pitched, agonizing screech emanated from our car. Almost instinctively, we knew something was wrong with the brakes. The car became increasingly annoying with the unsettling noise growing louder, we had no choice but to pull over and investigate. It was around 5 pm on a Friday evening, and the likelihood of finding a mechanic available at this hour was slim. We passed by a small auto repair shop that looked like it was closing for the day. Desperate, we decided to stop and ask for help. The shop’s employees, two white men who were clearly preparing to lock up, listened attentively as we explained our predicament. Despite the late hour and their apparent readiness to go home, these men did not hesitate. They could have easily turned us away, citing their closing time. Instead, they offered to take a look at our car. Their kindness and willingness to assist us were unexpected and helpful. The mechanics quickly got to work, first jacking up the car and then removing the tire to,...

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September 24, 2023

Prime Time

Winners always stand out, and we gravitate towards them for a myriad of personal reasons. It’s exhilarating when our favorites emerge victorious, but what happens when someone we don’t particularly like succeeds? Do our personal biases matter if victory was earned fairly? There are numerous athletes I may not have liked, but I’ve learned to respect not just their skills, but who they are as individuals. Winning is no cakewalk; greatness is a Herculean task, and becoming the best or the GOAT (Greatest of All Time) borders on the impossible. The journey to the top lacks balance; it’s fueled by obsession, unwavering determination, and a mix of healthy and unhealthy energies. It’s that relentless drive that dismisses words like “can’t” and “NO!” Tim Grover aptly calls it the “dark side” in his book “Relentless”. This is the aspect of greatness that some might find unlikable, but it’s also what propels these individuals toward becoming the best or at least incredibly close to it. I can vividly recall prime time moments, listening to Dan Patrick, Brent Musburger, and Stuart Scott on ESPN Sports Center, fervently highlighting Deion Sanders’ plays. From his high-stepping dances in the endzone to his lockdown defensive skills,...

Life Style
August 13, 2023

Growing old with Hip Hop

I wrote this piece back in 2013, and in light of hip hop’s 50th anniversary celebration this weekend, I believe this poem resonates fittingly. Enjoy! Born with this music Hip hop Fatherless soul Hip hop was my guide It showed me the breaks Which I lived Auditory No videos and magazines Well, there was……. Underground Suppressed like the segregated south Trying to gain musical civil rights Breakthrough Run DMC Elementary Rhymes Which to this day, are parts of me Still there was no money I learned the meaning of philosophy Through BDP When dancing earned respect And DJ’s didn’t yell there names Promoting themselves the whole night Stopping the violence Was a mission Fashion was…. Gold Suede Leather Bombers Sheep skins And FOR REAL Most of us fought Hand to hand As I age Hip hop I still breathe I lived through the changes Its common sense I think I love her Well??? It’s a love hate thing Cause I love the music But I hate the game Sex and violence Yeah Kris knew it The art form is gone Hip hop Now has the root of all evil It all about the Benjamin’s And the Benz The ice The,...

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February 1, 2024

The symbolic meaning of Spoons

What’s Your Symbolic Spoon? 🥄 Spoons as Symbols in Life 🥄 Pause for a moment and ponder: What do spoons symbolize to you? To me, a spoon is more than just a utensil—it’s a vessel that cradles the most elusive of elements, liquids. In this captivating four-part series, we’re diving deep into the metaphorical world of spoons to explore their symbolism in our lives. Forget the practical uses; we’re delving into what spoons represent in the context of families. Intrigued? Join us on this thought-provoking journey! Blog 2: “The Plastic Spoon: Navigating Life in the Poor Class” 💔 Life with a Plastic Spoon 💔 Embark with us on a poignant exploration of the first spoon in our series: the plastic spoon. Symbolizing the challenges faced by the poor class, this blog unpacks the effects of being born into a family wielding a plastic spoon. From economic hardships to resilience, we’ll delve into the unique experiences that shape lives. Brace yourself for an eye-opening revelation as we navigate the complexities of life in the shadows of financial struggle. Blog 3: “The Wooden Spoon: Navigating the Terrain of the Middle Class” 🌳 Life with a Wooden Spoon 🌳 In the heart of,...

Life Style
December 20, 2022

Start, Struggle, Survive and Succeed

Hello, my name is Wakime and I am soon to be 50 years old. Like all of us, Ihave a story to tell. My story is not a story of great success or riches, at least not yet.My story is called “Start, Struggle, Survive and Succeed”. Based on my experiences,those 4 words are fundamental in the process of life. They have been the core of all mytriumphs and shortcomings. The second group of words you will often hear me use areFitness, Family, Friends and Foes. Words are just words, unless you decide to usethem with a purpose. I have built an essential relationship with these words over theyears and they have brought me to this stage of my life. I have written several books and many poems over the course of five decades,but I don’t consider myself a writer. Most of them I have never finished. I could notfinish because writing was only used as an escape. One day I did not want to runanymore. I finished my first short book in the Fall of 2017. It is called the “Promise”. Inthe Winter of 2021 I wrote my Autobiography “ Dear Life I am Afraid”. Even though Ifinished two books,,...

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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Men healing – Round 2