On the days I eat
Music is a spiritual discipline for me. And I only need to practice on the days I eat.
Visiting our First Source at the hospital
Megan has a terminal illness. Ralph has to make a huge decision. I plunge into their spiritual and religious landscapes. I do not see spirituality as disappearing, but as being present everywhere.
Together we grow
Quilt made by members of Thomas Jefferson Unitarian Church, Louisville, Kentucky.
Diverse baptisms
The first time, I emerged merely breathless, wet, and cold.
Schrödinger’s father
The impending death of a loved one often leaves us sitting in a between-state.
UUA honors Bradburds with new painting
Daniel Nevins’s painting ‘Love Is a Fearsome Thing’ honors longtime UUA supporters.
Revising ourselves
Exercises for the deeper, harder work of revising a text—and a life.
We are people who put windows in doors
Putting holes in things that used to be solid is hard. Some days, there is broken glass everywhere. And not all of us are skilled with the metaphorical power tools.
Even acknowledging my own racism is controversial
Seeing my own racism is like any other kind of self-knowledge: Unpleasant, but very real.
Meditations on justice and resilience
Selections from ‘To Wake, To Rise: Meditations on Justice and Resilience.’
Faith for the unbeliever
More than an adherence to a belief system, faith is an orientation to life.
Deeper attention
Photography as a meditation.