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My Journey to AFJ Men's Healing Retreat Part 3

12/20/2021

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​The conduit for me to pull all the ingredients of my healing together came when a childhood friend asked me, did I want to go on a retreat for formerly incarcerated men. I could not even imagine how that would be. But I agreed. And forgot about it because it wasn’t many details he had shared beyond the question.

I had Earn Time Off (ETO) days I had to use, and I was thinking about going to a NY State Park that had cabins to get away from the city madness and to reflect. I would be 47 years old in a few months. I wanted to review my past 7 years home: accomplishments, losses, highs, and lows. Like magic, I had received an update email with details about the retreat—dates and where it would be. I knew at that moment my energy was aligned to receive this Universal blessing.
I filled out my paperwork and submitted my ETO request. I still received no itinerary on the activities. I was cool with that. On my ride up to Blue Mountain Center, it reminded me of the drive to see my brother in places like Auburn Correctional Center. It’s funny how I am going to heal in Mountains that have caged plantations sprinkled about with thousands of people being traumatized in them.

During the drive, I thought about the two-faced theater mask (comedy & tragedy). That is what life has always been—duality. The dichotomy in myself has brought me to this precise moment. I knew I wasn’t a gangster anymore. I never was I just showed flashes of the tendencies. But who am I now?

Blue Mountain Center must have been one of the most serene places I’ve been beside my mother’s womb. This beautiful place was where the indigenous Haudenosaunee people once called home, before the concept of the Five dollar Indian. I could still feel the sacred energy. And learning the history of this place had made me think what a suitable place of tranquility.

The Healing Circle the first full day was intense. As each person went into the chair to share their reason for coming and what do they hope to leave with I have seen the true essence of manhood. It was powerful to witness strong men not afraid to be vulnerable without the fear of looking weak.

As I got to know my cohorts in healing it made me feel like I didn’t have to conceal my emotions. That I wasn’t alone. Men hide their vulnerability in the shadow. But men who lived the life where perceived toughness, ruthlessness, or heartlessness was a commodity ceased to be connected to their emotional center.

When the healing practices from Qigong, meditation, art therapy, drum circles, Reiki sing bowls, vision boards, and healing circles were not going on I took solace in unpacking the daily events in my room. Alone with my thoughts, pen, and paper I could feel the layers of frustration, hurt, disappointment, self-doubt, and gangster thinking peel away as I scribed.

Writing has always put me in a serene state. In prison, it was my refuge. In freedom, the transducer connecting the internal thinking with external words that I share. I received more during the retreat than I gave. I was open to all the activities and energy.

The first night I had to ask, “How have I failed myself?” I would go on and list my shortcomings. I knew I could not fully be open to the retreat if I wasn’t introspective with myself. The next night I would list my achievements and what challenges do I face now.

In my nighttime journaling, I wrote “Time heals all wounds, no frown, no darken heart, no ill will last forever. It’s the journey to survive through it which brings the pain and self-doubt…”

As I currently read My Grandmother’s Hands by Resmaa Menakem. He states that trauma is in our bodies. And that healing for melanin people can’t be done just by talk therapy alone.

I pondered the holistic approach of the retreat and agree with Resmaa Menakem's assessment on trauma and operating from our lizard brain. Working in the restorative justice space with incarcerated youth I can see their pain hiding behind their poor behavior and pseudo-toughness. I understand better since I started my journey of healing.

We need more culturally aware therapists with skills in traditional healing methods to heal our youth (especially those who fell victim to the streets) and melanin people.
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I was grateful to be a part of the first retreat for formerly incarcerated men. I hope more organizations have the compassion to do what the Alliance of Families for Justice sponsored.
 
 


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karima
12/20/2021 08:19:45 pm

This piece flows with much appreciation for the opportunity to pause, access, and receive the energy you needed to step into a space of renewal. I am so certain the air hit different for you and provided with you a new found charge which has changed your perspective on a few things. I pray you are blessed with that opportunity again soon. Thank you for sharing. Peace.

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Jamillah~
1/15/2022 05:10:40 pm

Peace!

What a beautiful and heartfelt reflection. Your ability to share the sheer gratitude for the time to focus on self is heart warming and inspiring. Truly you have a gift and so much insight on the challenges and possible triumphs of those with the courage to do the work! Continued success and growth💫

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