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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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- 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,...
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- June 25, 2023
AMERICA, Is like ME!

America is flawed Just like me It has made many unforgettable mistakes God blessed America And Forgave me for my,...

- Life Style
- January 13, 2023
Bumpsy
2024
- January 2, 2024

The GREAT debate-NOT

The 2024 presidential election has presented us with perhaps the most disheartening choice in…

Step Up Your Game, Coach: Leading by Example

Years ago, I had the privilege of coaching and serving as the Director of…

Danger- is an educated black man!

Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. once said, “I fear I am integrating my people…

Men Matter

Growing up to this day I am faced with one consistent question. What is…

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Life Style
April 17, 2023

When I was a kid the adults would use the phrase “monkey see monkey do”. On the surface I understood what they meant in saying this. I did not comprehend the importance of what I was seeing, listening to, and following. The phrase was often used when I followed a bad behavior or tried to do something that an adult did. I grew up around people who smoked. When I was a kid they used to sell gum that looked like cigarettes. I loved that gum because I could buy it, blow a cloud of smoke and get some candy out of it too. Thinking back, it was a brilliant marketing scheme for cigarette companies: make it cool to smoke. A product that kids can buy that makes them cool. When they become adults, they will be smoking or want to smoke. Monkey see monkey do. Reflecting on my life, I notice how the phrase monkey see monkey do has impacted me during various stages in multiple ways. My dad loved basketball, although I never saw him play or remember if I did. I played basketball. I learned how to play mostly by watching games on television, then going to,...

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January 27, 2025

Birthday wish #52

A few weeks ago I proudly made it to age 52. Birthdays have always been a reflective time for me, a moment to pause and take stock of where I’ve been, where I am, and where I’m heading. At 52 years old, my birthday wishes no longer resemble the ones I made as a child or even as a young man. The things I used to dream about seem like echoes of a different person—a person who didn’t yet understand the weight and beauty of self-discovery. Now, my wishes have evolved into something deeper, something more profound: I wish for me to be the best version of myself. When I was a kid, my birthday wishes were simple and sweet. I’d blow out the candles on my cake, grinning from ear to ear, and hope for the latest toys that caught my eye. Action figures, bikes, and the like were treasures that lit up my world. Life was about adventure back then, about the joy of play and the endless possibilities of what could be. My young self couldn’t have imagined the complexities and challenges that adulthood would bring, but that innocence was its own kind of magic. As I,...

Books, Life Style
August 21, 2024

We know what to do, We just don’t do it

In a world where information is at our fingertips and wisdom is more accessible than ever, why is it still so hard to do what we know we need to do? We have the tools, the knowledge, and the resources to succeed in our personal and professional lives, yet procrastination and complacency often get the better of us. It’s as if we’re caught in a loop of knowing but not doing, aware of what’s required to achieve our goals but choosing the path of least resistance instead. As a college student, a boyfriend, and a father, I’ve had my fair share of experiences where I knew exactly what needed to be done but failed to act. In college, assignments would pile up, and despite understanding that the only way to avoid stress was to start early, I often found myself cramming at the last minute. In relationships, I knew that open communication and active listening were key, yet I sometimes fell short, letting pride or distraction take over. As a father, I’ve understood the importance of being present and engaged, but there were times when work or fatigue made it easier to just go through the motions. Each of these,...

Life Style
January 13, 2023

Bumpsy

Bumpsy, that is his name. Who is that? The man who showed me everything in life that I shouldn’t be, yet I wanted to become. The man who hurt me over and over again. The man who my sisters called Bumpsy. Bumpsy is/was my father. In the Winter of 2021, I forgave my dad and accepted his role in my life. He is the man who my sister and all his friends (none to date I trust) call Bumpsy. I could never call him that. I called him dad because that is who I wanted him too always be. It was not to the age of 41 that I realized what a father was. That is when I began a relationship with my first-born son. His presence forced me to be a father figure. It was not hard, I just told him the truth, good, bad and or neutral. At the age of 49 I am finally confident enough to be a good father. I am also smart enough not to try to make up for my prior shortcomings as a father in the past. I am here for my children now. I don’t baby them and I do not,...

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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,...

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