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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

- Books, Fashion, Life Style, Life Style, Photograph
- November 24, 2024
Talking Art!

While catching up with a friend and a business associate this weekend in New London Ct, I had the distinct,...
- Life Style
- March 5, 2024
Childhood lost

My childhood was a mosaic of experiences, both challenging and enriching, which I now regard as invaluable. Among these memories,,...

- Life Style
- January 13, 2023
Strike
Step Up Your Game, Coach: Leading by Example
- September 9, 2024

My circle, The power of the Mat!

As I stood on the mat, rooted yet weightless amidst the palpable energy, my…

Shame on us!

As a child, I often questioned the necessity of mundane tasks like brushing my…

Dear love, I am afraid (book)

Imagine an open wound in the deepest part of your heart, without ever healing…

Past Present Future

Where do you reside in the vast expanse of time? Are you lost in…

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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 men, all of color on this particular day, were poised to enter tranquility alongside me. I am both a student and a teacher of yoga, still navigating the novice levels, yet to some in the group, I appeared as an expert. Our class unfolds in segments, each spanning 10-15 minutes, with every yogi taking their turn to lead. Each individual possesses a unique profundity that imbues the room with a radiant energy that inspires. As I awaited my turn, I glanced around the room, struck by the remarkable men surrounding me. Three were newly acquainted, their introductions exuding an aura that instantly captured my attention. One regards me as a mentor, young enough to be my son. Two others have been constants in my life for nearly three decades. And then there’s the man I fondly call “the tree,” a figure whispered about in mutual circles for over a decade, whose recent collaboration with me brought immense joy. In that moment, I was in awe, elevated by the sheer magnificence of the company I kept. Taking a deep breath, I,...

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December 3, 2024

Lesson’s vs. The belt

As a 70’s baby, I was brought up by the belt. The belt was the lesson and fear was the motivation. Any questions that raised me were responded to with “because I said so!” Does this quote sound familiar? Growing up, that was the way things were done. As a father, I proudly say I never spanked my kids. I yelled at them, sure, and got frustrated at times, but I never used the same methods that were applied to me. I’m not saying that parents who spanked their kids weren’t good parents—sometimes, that was just the way of the world back then. However, as times change, so too must the methods we use to raise and guide our children. Now, as an educator who has been working with kids for over 25 years, I can see we are living in a time of transition—one that has become increasingly complicated. Parents, in many ways, have lost control over their children, especially with the internet and the larger social infrastructure shaping our kids’ lives. Society has changed in ways that we didn’t see coming. Our kids, the ones who were once taught to respect their elders and abide by rules, are,...

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November 14, 2023

Hard work PAYS off

Have you ever experienced disappointment after putting in hard work to achieve something? Have you found yourself wishing you hadn’t taken on a challenging task, only to push through and complete it? I believe that people often feel regret for missed opportunities and chances when they fail to put in the necessary effort. Regret can become a habitual response, fostering a victim mentality that hinders personal accountability. I consider myself fortunate to have had individuals in my life who pushed me when I resisted, offering honest feedback that, though uncomfortable at the time, proved invaluable. While I initially resented their high expectations, I later realized that those who merely sympathized with my struggles never contributed to my personal growth. They were merely comforting friends, akin to temporary fixes like drugs, alcohol, or fast food. Despite the momentary relief they provided, the underlying reality remained unchanged. Consequently, such individuals are no longer central to my life, and if they are, I refrain from seeking their advice or assistance. Life is undeniably challenging, especially when we opt to avoid the hard work required to attain our goals. What does it mean to truly work for something? I pose this question because many,...

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March 11, 2025

PLAN A

Plan B. What does that really mean? Does it mean you’re not fully confident in your Plan A? Does it mean you’re playing it safe? I wrestled with that for years. And when I say wrestled, I’m talking about a full-on, no-holds-barred, steel cage match with myself about what commitment really looks like. Back in the day, basketball was my first love. But I never made it my Plan A. It was just one of the things I liked to do. One of many. And when you’re splitting your focus, you don’t get what you say you want. You get what you worked for—what you fully commit to. Now? I’m the owner of Workout Harder Fitness. I’m a teacher. I drive Uber. I’m the CEO of a nonprofit that’s changing lives in my community. Don’t get it twisted—this isn’t about having Plan B, C, and D lined up because I don’t believe in myself. I do all these things because I’m built for it. But when it comes to Workout Harder Fitness, there is no Plan B. That’s my Plan A. That’s my purpose. That’s the thing I’ve thrown my entire life into because it’s bigger than just me. When,...

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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,...

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