Moments of Creativity

Moments of Creativity

Creating a Ripple Effect I come from a blue-collar family in Omaha Nebraska. My father hung drywall for a living and I doubt seriously whether he ever entered an art gallery. He did not wear a beret, frequent coffee houses or discuss Proust. He was not a perfect man...
Food for the Soul

Food for the Soul

~ Guest Writer, GRACE HOLTZCLAW ~ Coming home for the holidays is a banquet for the senses. My best friend from college, Sara Watson, has a song out called November Rain. One of my favorite lyrics is “things will get better when trees drop their leaves on me, things...
Transitions

Transitions

~ Guest Writer, JULIA RAEL ~ Life changes are incredibly terrifying to me. I’m a creature of habit, and that’s how I want to remain. (I know all about the “take the road less traveled” trends that have been surfacing in the last few years, but they can’t fool me.)...
My Fourth Grade Teacher Changed My Life

My Fourth Grade Teacher Changed My Life

~ Guest Writer, PAT WILLSON~ My initial exposure to performing came at an early age. I was in fourth grade living in Wiesbaden Germany. Our teacher, Miss Sweet was very cosmopolitan unlike my parents who were country type folks from south of the Mason Dixon line. Miss...
Magic Moments

Magic Moments

~ Guest Writer, BERNIE SHINE~ The creation and performance of magical effects is my passion, my “Rosebud.” The ancient art of magic is what gets me up the morning and keeps me up at night. But are they reality or merely illusions? The real magic are the moments...
Meet Julia Rael!

Meet Julia Rael!

Meet Julia Rael insidewink snapshot – Meet Guest Writer Julia Rael insidewink loves to share personal stories from a wide range of guest writers. We are truly so lucky to have such a diverse group of high caliber contributors. They are such an interesting group...
Looking Back, Moving Forward

Looking Back, Moving Forward

~ Guest Writer, JEANNE LAPORTE ~ I decided to walk the neighborhood where I grew up to get my steps in today. As I made my way down my parents’ front porch, I was overcome with gratitude, grateful that they are still alive and in our family home, I walked onto the...
Confessions of a Helicopter Daughter

Confessions of a Helicopter Daughter

~ Guest Writer, ELIN HAMPTON ~ My father called me a helicopter daughter. Okay, it wasn’t to my face, but word gets around. Helicopter-anything is never a positive thing. I took such pride in launching my three kids into the world without the sin of over-parenting....

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