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The spirit of creativity is the spirit of beauty, the broken and the whole. Art is a mirror unto the soul. ~ Stephanie As World War II...

In the morning as I’m waking, I try to remember to say “thank you.” Such a small, personal ritual, a way to enter the day. And then I...

In the mid-1960’s in South Denver, a short distance from the apartment where my mother and I lived, was a hotel on Colorado Boulevard. I...

A little coffee to go with Coffee Table Wisdom Launching my podcast, Coffee Table Wisdom, reminds me of when I first launched a blog. ...

The memories of my father are like dreams. They exist in the ethers and have a floating sense about them.  They come from younger years,...

Jesse had come with a glowing recommendation, that he was the best mason that there was, that he worked slowly, but his work was...

Friends nourish us by seeing our goodness when our own eyes are clouded. I’ll never forget my 5th grade friend. It was Steck Elementary,...

For a few weeks now I’ve been grappling with recent rejections. One day I’m strong and tough skinned and two days later, the...