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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

- Life Style
- December 4, 2023
It was just EMAIL

The internet has permeated every aspect of our lives, evolving from a mere tool to a ubiquitous force shaping our,...
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- May 29, 2024
Avoidence

Avoidance was the primary reason for my mediocre performance during my college and early adult years. I was a master,...

- Life Style
- November 21, 2023
Cell phones and the Internet
The GREAT debate-NOT
- September 18, 2024

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June 26, 2025

Strong men can be loving too!

The Strength in Being Tender Today, I overheard a man telling a young boy…

Breaking Free from Mental Chains: A Reflection on Racism, White Supremacy, and Personal Accountability

One of my favorite quotes is, “I’m not a prisoner of my past.” I’ve…

Marriage Retreat

In celebration of my wife and I’s one-year anniversary, we met an inspiring couple…

Demonic Cupid

Her contact was felt with friction Sandpaper rubbing my chest Scraping off my dead…

Showing up for???

There’s something I’ve been reflecting on deeply this week—showing up. Whether it’s in the…

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February 6, 2023

The luck of the Irish ☘️ or NOT 3/17/1998

On Saint Patrick’s day of 1998, my first born son was born. At least that is what I THOUGHT. During labor, I was kicked out of the room because I was watching the Georgetown Hoyas Basketball game the night prior when my son’s mother began to have contractions. It was the NIT and they lost to Georgia Tech, I believe. I was given the gift of a healthy baby boy. I cried for two reasons: 1) I was a father 2) I was scared to death. I had started a full time job 3 months prior and was dealing with a paternity case at the same time, as If that was not enough. I was out of control mentally and, in my opinion, my son’s mother was not much better. Before he was even born, the arguments were out of control and I was headed for a domestic case. That eventually happened and to be honest, I could and should have been arrested more times than I was. I was too weak to leave and had such a large ego that I couldn’t allow someone to disrespect me. I do not know how I survived this relationship without doing some,...

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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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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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May 29, 2023

I Wanna be (poem)

I wanna be I wanna be beyond the stars Floating on life Listening to my grandfather I wanna be sitting on white sands Sipping on a margarita In the company of a queen I wanna be in heaven Reconnecting with my lost loves Embracing there souls I wanna be lost in love Loyal husband and father Giving my best to my family I wanna to be the president Committed to the democracy Working for the people I wanna be young Following the guide of the lectures Not learning always from experience I wanna be rich Not with the root of evil But with knowledge and understanding I wanna be the best I could be Not noticed as potential I man who achieves I wanna be a shadow Seen in the dark Hiding in the light I wanna be I wanna be Those things we can’t see By Wakime Sharri Hauser

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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 Sound travels Words unravel Context is fabricated with content Battle Shackles Ignorance is fragile Deception is meant Lies become Truth denounced Popular opinion is the fact Persuading Innocence People constantly used The master plan Wakime Sharri Hauser

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