Choosing Joy
Sometimes we have teachers that touch our lives in ways we only discover once we are well past their class in our lives. Those teachers can be few and far...
When I was a student in ACE, I remember the sudden quiet that hit at the end of our summer class session. All of a sudden, the eight weeks were...
There I was: standing outside my broken-down car on the shoulder of the I-17 just north of Sedona, Arizona. This interruption to my journey home from my ACE placement sparked...