The Lost Art of Magical Acts (of hope and kindness)


I can’t even remember when these things used to happen to me– magical things people would do out of the blue, and out of the ordinary. I could only attribute their occurrences to my own karmic imprint on the world of leaving magic everywhere I went. This has all disappeared, or rather, been sucked away […]

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Wilson Journals


One morning, I came upon the Eclectic Elephant as I was driving by on 18th Street in Cheyenne, Wyoming— a classic antique store I knew of well, like many Cheyenne natives do. However, it’s not somewhere I would have normally stopped on a typical morning, and I don’t know what it was that inspired me […]

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Sally’s Angel


Every Christmas season, my mother’s family hosts a traditional white elephant party. We exchange creative leftovers of the lowest-scale junk from the depths of our darkest closest, including: old Barbies, meaningless or useless kid’s toys, horrible ancient sweaters, and comical party favors. Though these items are predictable, they typically vary in some way each year. […]

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Tearing off the Masks


Do we really grow into ourselves as time passes by? Or do we draw further away from our true selves continually? We are, essentially, the same person and the same soul as we were born as infants fresh into the world. We pollute, we embellish, we alter ourselves in nearly every way to perfection (society’s), […]

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Mountaintop Hop


On a midsummer day around the Evergreen, CO area, I never would have suspected I’d be invited to so many rare opportune events occurring the same day. First, the occasion arose of singing my songs in an enchanting style over the vast mountainous valley backdrop of Genesse, CO for a garden tour outside the most […]

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Trust at a Crossroads


The Universe has been telling me that I’ve been at a crossroads for about a year, or rather stuck on a stone that I’ve finally become strong enough to lift, if even a little ways, and now have allowed the stream of my own life to move forward with or without the weight of this […]

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Healing the Disconnect


There are 7.5 billion inhabitants of Earth, and yet I believe it must be the loneliest planet in the Galaxy. As I sat alone examining my thoughts on a wintery night as I have most of my life, I found myself questioning my physical existence– and I am sure there are still many others out there […]

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