Visiting Auschwitz, the imagination can only handle so much.
Sankofa Ghana: A spiritual journey home
What did I need to retrieve from a visit to the slave ships' point of departure?
As I ebb toward the end of life
Hear / the ocean's roar and backdrop din / in the death-hollowed shells.
Breaking on through
Language helps us make meaning of what is happening to us, when it isn’t a barrier.
A few words on going to a Zen retreat.
Light a candle or two this Thanksgivukkah
Where are you in the stories of the two holidays that just happen to coincide this year?
The only time I was called by my first name
When I was in the Army, the Sunday service was the only hour of my week when I could be my true and whole self.
Birth, breath, and death
Doulas are called to care, to encourage, and to leave the world better than we found it.
The power of visual design for UU evangelism
In our multimedia society, an image's worth is probably closer to a million words.
A mélange of garbage / and triumphant blooms.
You don't say
We can’t help seeing through words, but it’s worth trying.
I’ll stand her ground
What I’m telling my daughter, an African-American teenager, about Trayvon Martin’s death.