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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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- 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,...
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- April 11, 2024
Dear love, I am afraid (book)

Imagine an open wound in the deepest part of your heart, without ever healing a dull rusty razor blade pushed,...

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- December 19, 2024
Christmas Reflection
Your super hero is within YOU!
- July 24, 2024

Standards – Do you have them?

Over the past decade, my philosophy on life and success has undergone a profound…

LUST

Lust She makes my heart beat Sounds of Africa Drums When ivory faces Sailed…

Perception Shift

Perception Shift I was having quite a day! Allow me to elaborate. On my…

🩸 vs 💦

AS a child I heard the phrase “ blood is thicker than water” hundreds…

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March 27, 2024

Reflecting on childhood memories often brings to mind simpler times, like the excitement of packing a favorite lunchbox for school. For me, it was a toss-up between my Superman and Hulk lunchboxes – iconic symbols of my youthful enthusiasm. Do you recall your cherished lunch containers? The tradition of packing lunches might seem like a relic from the past, especially in today’s fast-paced world. Yet, I can still vividly recall the care my mother took in preparing my midday meal. Deli sandwiches were a staple, adorned with a choice of condiments – mustard for liverwurst, ham, and bologna, and mayo for roast beef and turkey. However, nothing could surpass the timeless appeal of a classic peanut butter and jelly sandwich. The jelly flavor was inconsequential; it was the creamy peanut butter that always won my heart. When a warm meal was on the cards, my mother’s ingenious solution was Campbell’s chicken noodle soup or Chef Boyardee, packed snugly in an insulated canister to keep it piping hot until lunchtime. While my school offered hot lunches every Friday – a treat I reserved for occasions like meatball grinders or pizza – I mostly stuck to the home-packed goodness. Trading snacks with,...

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October 4, 2024

Showing up for???

There’s something I’ve been reflecting on deeply this week—showing up. Whether it’s in the gym, at family events, or in life’s daily battles, the truth is simple: consistency is key. But not everyone gets it, do they? Some people expect you to always be there for them, yet they never show up for you. It’s frustrating, but here’s the kicker—I’m not surprised. Why? Because I’ve learned that in my journey there will be supporters and non-supporters Discipline Over Everything In the gym and in life, it’s discipline that separates those who succeed from those who make excuses. We all know what we need to do—wake up earlier, put in the work, eat right—but knowing doesn’t get us results, doing does. That’s why I started my “Discipline Diaries” series on Instagram. Every Monday, I drop a reel to remind you that execution is everything. Don’t just think about your DREAMS, don’t just talk about them—get up and chase them. It’s the same with fitness. Whether it’s the 5-day challenge or the 8-week program at Workout Harder Fitness Fitness, the people who succeed are the ones who show up every day, no matter how tired they are, no matter how tempting that,...

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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 if I was Jamaican, Dominican, Mixed black and white, Puerto Rican and mixed Puerto Rican and black to name a few. I was always told that I was black. I believed this most of my young life. I recall in 5th or 6th grade doing a family tree. My father directed me to my grandfather and he gave me a history dating back to the early 1800’s. This information was accompanied with stories. I really felt like I knew my fathers side of the family. As a child we had family reunions and I would meet relatives from all over the United States. My great aunt’s and uncles would display so much pride in their heritage. My Grandfather was from the south and experienced racism in a different way then I did as a kid and adult. He was not fond of white folk, but always informed me that my family had white blood. It was not very clear to me the source of the white blood but I understood it as a woman had kids and may have even,...

Life Style
December 18, 2023

I am afraid

Imagine an open wound in the deepest part of your heart, without ever healing a dull rusty razor blade is pushed upward into the raw scar tissue. On occasion salt is sprinkled all over this organ like a southern meal. Then it is wrapped tightly in a cast as if it were a broken arm. Puss and fluid drip slowly and consistently. That heart is inside the king of the jungle, a LION with the mindset of an eagle and the saveness of a fox. Severely wounded and left in the wilderness to survive. DEAR LIFE, I AM AFRAID

Books, Fashion, Life Style, Life Style, Photograph
September 18, 2024

The GREAT debate-NOT

The 2024 presidential election has presented us with perhaps the most disheartening choice in modern American politics: Kamala Harris versus Donald Trump. On one side, we have a candidate often portrayed as a puppet, reminiscent of “The Manchurian Candidate,” with scripted responses, a questionable grasp of leadership, and an allegiance to establishment politics that often seems more performative than purposeful. On the other, Donald Trump—a real-life Archie Bunker figure, whose crude rhetoric, divisive policies, and disregard for decorum and truth have turned the political arena into a reality show more concerned with ratings than results. Did it matter? No, because the game was rigged from the start. The left stays left, the right stays right, and America stays stuck. The line between politics and entertainment has blurred to the point of being indistinguishable. Candidates are no longer elected on merit or vision but on who can rally their base into a frenzy, often through fear, misinformation, or nostalgia for a past that never really existed. This election isn’t about policy; it’s about power plays, media spectacles, and maintaining the status quo. Both candidates embody the worst aspects of American politics: one pandering to progressive optics without substance, the other stoking,...

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