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Lone leaf

Lone leaf

Are you to serve / a bigger purpose with your resistance?

Ian Hochberg | 11/1/2018 | Winter 2018

Late thoughts on the existence of God

Late thoughts on the existence of God

A crack on the face of the sphere / Begat innumerable tributaries.

Robert René Galván | 11/1/2018 | Winter 2018

Imagine

Imagine

imagine your / body out- / living your / mind.

Everett Hoagland | 11/1/2018 | Winter 2018

Light of trees

Light of trees

shadows of clouds / hurrying to some reunion

Karen Holman | 11/1/2018 | Winter 2018

The missing remnant

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.

Sofia Betancourt | 9/24/2018 | Fall 2018

Writing our own story

Writing our own story

Stories do three things.

Kim Hampton | 9/1/2018 | Fall 2018

May we be nourished by community

May we be nourished by community

Invocation to open the 2018 General Assembly of the Unitarian Universalist Association.

Susan Frederick-Gray | 9/1/2018 | Fall 2018

Worship at General Assembly

Worship at General Assembly

Photographs and excerpts from worship services at the 2018 UUA General Assembly.

Kenneth Sutton | 9/1/2018 | Fall 2018

On the days I eat

On the days I eat

Music is a spiritual discipline for me. And I only need to practice on the days I eat.

Colleen M. McDonald | 8/27/2018 | Summer 2018

Visiting our First Source at the hospital

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.

Ali Jablonsky | 6/18/2018 | Summer 2018

Together we grow

Together we grow

Quilt made by members of Thomas Jefferson Unitarian Church, Louisville, Kentucky.

Staff Writer | 6/1/2018 | Summer 2018

Diverse baptisms

Diverse baptisms

The first time, I emerged merely breathless, wet, and cold.

Jim Sherblom | 4/2/2018 | Spring 2018

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