Dr. Nicholas J. Nossaman, a pioneering force in the world of homeopathy and a devoted physician for more than half a century, passed away peacefully on February 18th, 2026, leaving behind a legacy that profoundly shaped integrative and homeopathic medicine around the world. He was 83. Importantly, February 18th is also the birthday of his beloved late mother Helen, and fell on Ash Wednesday.
For 51 years, Dr. Nossaman practiced medicine with tireless dedication to his patients, combining his deep understanding of medicine with a rare compassion that defined his life’s work. For 48 of those years, he was a practitioner, teacher, and global advocate of homeopathy, helping to elevate the field through scholarship, rigorous study, and tireless mentorship.
Widely regarded internationally as a homeopathic expert and scholar, Dr. Nossaman was known not only for his mastery of homeopathic philosophy and materia medica, but also for his ability to bridge conventional medical training with classical homeopathic principles. As a medical doctor, he brought scientific discipline to his homeopathic practice, earning the respect of colleagues across disciplines and continents.
Patients remember Dr. Nossaman for his attentiveness, wisdom, compassion, and belief in the body’s ability to heal when truly understood. He approached each case with humility and curiosity, seeing not just illness, but the whole person before him.
Beyond his professional accomplishments, he was a devoted husband/father/uncle/grandfather/friend. A lover of art, music and nature and a man of integrity whose quiet strength and presence touched all who knew him. He was often described as gentle, kind, considerate with a clever intellect. Similar to how he approached his medical practice, in his personal life, every person he encountered he approached with enduring respect, listening with intent to understand more. After retiring from medicine, Nick found joy in many ways. Whether it was learning to paint with watercolors; hiking in the Redwoods with his dear friends Jack and Peggy; writing short stories with his friend Willie every Tuesday; watching sports with loved ones; or simply sitting on the sofa watching PBS news with his love, Tess. Nick found a way to make every day count.
As a young boy in Durango, Nick fell in love with baseball — not just the game, but everything it represented. That early love never left him. Throughout his life, baseball was a constant presence — on the radio on Sundays while working in the garage; on television watching the playoffs with his family; and in his most favored memories. One of the most meaningful moments of his life came by pure happenstance when he met Buck O’Neil, of the Kansas City Monarchs, at the Oxford Hotel while the legendary player was in Denver for the opening of Coors Field. What might have been a brief encounter became something far more profound to Nick. He described it in one of his many poems to be like “touching the hem of the Pope’s cloak”. That unexpected meeting moved him deeply and stayed with him, affirming everything he believed baseball represented: grace, perseverance, and the enduring power of sport to unite.
He and his second wife, Teresa, celebrated their marriage of 32 years last June. During Nick and Tess’s many years together, they loved to travel for homeopathic conferences as well as the pleasure to visit family and friends. They would travel across the United States as well as internationally.As they both loved music, one of their favorite places to visit was Vail for the New York Philharmonic concerts during the summer. They also loved movies and were members of the Denver Film Society at the SIE and loved watching the Golden Globes and Oscars. Nick enjoyed writing stories and poetry and for many years he created an annual Love Day Poem. Nick also published his own book of poetry in 2014. Which was titled Daydream and Shadow A Collection of Poetic Images.
Nick has two daughters by his first wife, Karen: Wende, his eldest, who lives in Denver with her husband Charles, and works for Microsoft; Aason, a long-time realtor who also works with her husband Eric and lives in Pasadena, CA. They have two grown children, Brayden, who lives in Brooklyn, NY working in production and film, having recently attended The New School in NY, and Ava is finishing her last year of college at the University of Colorado at Boulder. He has two stepchildren: Bianca, who works in accounting and is married to Dan; Casey, who is a commercial real estate broker and has a 9-year-old son, Henry, with his ex-wife Nicole, an event producer. His niece, Heather Nossaman Mulqueen, married to Chris, was also a cherished figure in his life.
In honoring his memory, we celebrate a life devoted to healing, taking care of those around him, endless curiosity and the thing he will be most remembered for – kindness.
Rendezvous with a Sunset
by Nicholas Nossaman
In happens every day,
right on schedule.
as we toil at our workplaces
We harldly notice.
The chariot of the sun
bears it gently
behind the horizon
to its nightly repose.
In absence
sister moon guides us
through our magic forest
of dreams
Some are moved
to sing the sun back into the sky
each morning.
We thank them for that.
With each daytime soujourn
comes the gift of opportunity
for the expansion
of our awareness
When I hear the call
at the time of long shadows,
I’ll meet you
at the sunset.
A graveside service will be held on Monday, March 2, 2026, beginning at 12:00 PM at Evergreen Memorial Park, 26624 N. Turkey Creek Rd., Evergreen, CO 80439.
My buddy Nikky I have known for over 50 years. As a young man, I stood in awe of this kind and gentle man who was a healer, poet and lover. We partied together, studied mime and performed in the first People’s Fair in Denver. We propped each other up during divorces and shared our joy during marriages. We went to the Rockies inaugural baseball game at the old Mile High Stadium. We saw each other less as the years waned on and life got in the way, but we always managed to squeeze in a dinner and play each year. I will miss his gentle voice, infectious laughter, radiant smile and twinkling eyes. I love you Nikky!
My life was enriched by knowing Nicki! I came to know him better as we both served on the AIH board beginning in 2014. I became President of AIH in 2017 just as he was preparing to leave the board. I asked him to stay on because I wanted his wisdom, experience and perspective to be available to me. He willingly agreed. We also got to spend some time together when he came to NYC.In 2020,just as the pandemic was hitting, he shared one of his poems. I wrote to him how much I was touched by it. In his generous manner, he sent me a copy of his book of poems. They are magical, mystical, heartfelt, creative plus. The poems reflect all the qualities of Nick.On a lark, I asked him if he would be willing to get together on zoom to do some improvisational creative writing. He agreed. And so something that had started on a whim, became a weekly meeting for over 5 1/2 years. We wrote serious, silly, moving stories. We would laugh, reflect, talk and tell baseball stories as well. (During this time he nicknamed me Willie.) Tess has some of his stories typed up.
We would end our sessions with 4 phrases “Embrace the day, Enjoy whatever you do or don’t do, Enjoy whatever you have or don’t have, I love you!” Writing with Nikki was a joy, and I deeply treasure our times together. One of the greatest gifts he gave to me was enhancing my confidence in my ability to write. That was a stepping stone for me to publish my book – Manage Your Stress Manage Your Life.
Nickie, you will always be remembered and loved!
My life was enriched by knowing Nicki! I came to know him better as we both served on the AIH board beginning in 2014. I became President of AIH in 2017 just as he was preparing to leave the board. I asked him to stay on because I wanted his wisdom, experience and perspective to be available to me. He willingly agreed. We also got to spend some time together when he came to NYC.In 2020,just as the pandemic was hitting, he shared one of his poems. I wrote to him how much I was touched by it. In his generous manner, he sent me a copy of his book of poems. They are magical, mystical, heartfelt, creative plus. The poems reflect all the qualities of Nick.On a lark, I asked him if he would be willing to get together on zoom to do some improvisational creative writing. He agreed. And so something that had started on a whim, became a weekly meeting for over 5 1/2 years. We wrote serious, silly, moving stories. We would laugh, reflect, talk and tell baseball stories as well. (During this time he nicknamed me Willie.) Tess has some of his stories typed up. We would end our sessions with 4 phrases “Embrace the day, Enjoy whatever you do or don’t do, Enjoy whatever you have or don’t have, I love you!”Writing with Nikki was a joy, and I deeply treasure our times together. One of the greatest gifts he gave to me was enhancing my confidence in my ability to write. That was a stepping stone for me to publish my book – Manage Your Stress Manage Your Life.
Nickie, you will always be remembered and loved.Ron Dushkin/Wille
When I was a young budding homeopath at my first American Institute of Homeopathy event, Nick befriended me and made me feel welcomed. Nick was a very kind man, and he had the courage to pursue a lonely specialty in the otherwise glamorous world of medicine. And he was definitely an American pioneer, because he chose this path during a time when homeopathy had almost completely faded from the landscape. My condolences to your family. Thank you Nick for your dedication and God bless you.
Looking back over the years I can say that it was an honor to call Nick my husband for 23 years…yes, an honor. Nick was the most honest person I ever knew, not to mention one of the kindest and most humble. When I first met him one of the stories about his youth came from a Catholic nun by way of his mother, Helen, to whom I had become quite close said “Nick is honest…almost to a fault and one of the best students I ever had”. Helen loved to tell that about Nick. He loved to play the guitar and sing and had gathered a few friends with whom he sang and played sounding somewhat like the Kingston Trio. They had the great adventure one summer of singing for John F Kennedy as he stopped in Durango on his way across the country. Our first date was meeting at his favorite laundromat while he dried some clothes and we talked and laughed for a couple of hours. At an earlier time I was fortunate to meet his father, Carl, who had unfortunately died at a young age leaving Helen to raise Nick and his brother, Allen by herself. She did a marvelous job with both of them who grew to be unique humans who were not afraid to pursue their dreams. I don’t think I ever met two smarter or more accomplished men then these two Nossaman gentlemen. I watched Nick as he went through a grueling but very successful internship in Minneapolis where our daughter, Wende was born and then for two years on the Navajo Reservation where our second daughter was delivered by him and his best friend Jack. It was an experience learning about this place that I had never even dreamed would teach me so much about life in such rugged surroundings than a place like Crownpoint, New Mexico. Nick even learned some of the very difficult phrases in Navajo that he never forgot. Yáʼátʼééh Nick Yáhoot’éél rest well.
Nick was my deeply admired friend. I met him through his wife Karen, from whom I learned of Nick’s commitment to giving his life to people in need of care. After medical school and his residency, for two years Nick served those in need of his care on the Navajo reservation. I met him later, during his medical practice. Knowing that I was actively interested in human anatomy, he helped me by freely sharing his medical knowledge and understandings. Though I hardly understood what he shared, I realized from him that I would have to become much a more dedicated student over the rest of my life…I’ll be in debt to him until .
Nick cared so deeply for those of his medical care that when he sensed that all his allopathic training and practice in medicine might not be the best path for those in his care, he acted fearlessly. Learning about Natural Medicine, as only Nick would have done, he gave up his precious medical status to master Homeopathiopathy. Like everything Nick did, he dedicated his life’s work for others, and was treasured for it. Whatever Nick did, he did it fully, choosing the best way he thought would be best for those in his care.
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March 1, 2026 at 11:22 pm
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Nick was my deeply admired friend. I met him through his wife Karen, from whom I learned of Nick’s commitment to giving his life to people in need of care. After medical school and his residency, for two years Nick served those in need of his care on the Navajo reservation. I met him later, during his medical practice. Knowing that I was actively interested in human anatomy, he helped me by freely sharing his medical knowledge and understandings. Though I hardly understood what he shared, I realized from him that I would have to become much a more dedicated student over the rest of my life…I’ll be in debt to him until . Nick cared so deeply for those of his medical care that when he sensed that all his allopathic training and practice in medicine might not be the best path for those in his care, he acted fearlessly. Learning about Natural Medicine, as only Nick would have done, he gave up his precious medical status to master Homeopathiopathy. Like everything Nick did, he dedicated his life’s work for others, and was treasured for it. Whatever Nick did, he did it fully, choosing the best way he thought would be best for those in his care.