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‘It is time now’

‘It is time now’

Worship highlights from the UUA General Assembly in Spokane, Washington.

Kenneth Sutton, John Benford, Nancy Pierce | 9/1/2019 | Fall 2019

A search for truth and meaning

A search for truth and meaning

I would not be the kind of person I am today if I hadn’t kept searching.

Aneesa Shaikh | 8/26/2019 | Summer 2019

Moving mountains one stone at a time

Moving mountains one stone at a time

As Unitarian Universalists, our journey is to transform the big and the small, to transform ourselves, and to transform the world.

Elizabeth Nguyen | 8/12/2019 | Summer 2019

Painting is a spiritual practice and a life coach

Painting is a spiritual practice and a life coach

What delights me in watercolor is ‘the moment of magic,’ when water touches pigment and flows with a transparent life of its own.

Anne Cohen | 6/1/2019 | Summer 2019

Your stories belong to you

Your stories belong to you

no one can rename you
Other, it can’t stick, as you offer the gift
of being and saying who you are.

Theresa I. Soto | 3/30/2019

A sigh hollowed out the chamber of the heart

A sigh hollowed out the chamber of the heart

Words on a page suggest associations, and then the associations stimulate original ideas.

Amy Zucker Morgenstern | 5/20/2019 | Spring 2019

Deep magic

Deep magic

I'll keep being open to deep magic until I find a way to believe in it.

Meg Barnhouse | 5/13/2019 | Spring 2019

One Unitarian Universalist’s way

One Unitarian Universalist’s way

Finding myself on the Camino de Santiago.

Rachel Mize | 4/16/2019 | Spring 2019

Zoomorphics

Zoomorphics

I use the tools of body paint and photography to represent myself in a way that aligns with my own aesthetic and intellectual interests.

Shelby Meyerhoff | 3/1/2019 | Spring 2019

Where there can be no words

Where there can be no words

I go for fierce landscapes every chance I get.

Jane Ranney Rzepka | 2/18/2019

So simple anyone can do it

So simple anyone can do it

You just sit in a chair and write, right?

Meg Barnhouse | 1/30/2019

A flower grew

A flower grew

What my young daughter taught me about the meaning of death.

Carl Johnson | 2/11/2019 | Winter 2018

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