Spirit

Who is really in control here?

Or, how I realized that copying letters for Amnesty International was a spiritual discipline.

Grief and celebration are interwoven in this world, like winter and spring.

I kept hoping that one day I would up and be the mother from the greeting card picture.

What would the prayer of a humanist sound like?

Where was I to find a liberal religious community in the middle of Kansas farm country?

Looking for commonalities is relatively easy; true multiculturalism means being humble and brave enough to explore differences.

What is our healing message? To what are we being beckoned when we gather?

When I meet a Jesus, I like to keep an open mind.

A soul story is a dream from the depths of a culture.

We give thanks for the voyage of life from seed to harvest.

I’ll return to that time and space that was my home.