Spirit

My prayers are prayers of desperation lest I wish ill on the merely irritating.

Personal feelings of being in the wilderness can help us tap into a collective force that evidences grace.

The challenge of not relying on recognizable subject matter.

I watch the trees / as seasons cycle.

Unitarian Universalists are precisely the people who can't believe whatever they want.

A rare storm offers a new scene.

I aspire to live as the crow flies.

The tree alone directing us / To peaceful paths / With its symbolic star.

We cannot hear unless there is silence.

It is we ourselves who must don the shaman's mask.

I didn't mean to give an honest answer when asked, 'How are you?'

Not every religious tradition asks you to choose your theological stance midway through a hymn.