A flower grew
What my young daughter taught me about the meaning of death.
My bodily differences are part of my dignity and humanity.
Admitting I would benefit from using a scooter gave me the gift of freedom.
Show me your channels of hope.
dear earth, / teach us to stand / like trees
Are you to serve / a bigger purpose with your resistance?
Late thoughts on the existence of God
A crack on the face of the sphere / Begat innumerable tributaries.
imagine your / body out- / living your / mind.
Light of trees
shadows of clouds / hurrying to some reunion
The missing remnant
We seek to reform Unitarian Universalism because we can never be the bearers of love and justice if the foundation that sustains us is still perpetuating the very problems we long to solve.
Writing our own story
Stories do three things.
May we be nourished by community
Invocation to open the 2018 General Assembly of the Unitarian Universalist Association.