Be open to resurrection
We need to be open to resurrection—looking up, not down; listening, not stopping up our ears; feeling deeply rather than numbing ourselves with the daily routine.
Arguments in the margins
It was precisely my emergent humanist belief that equipped me to face what seemed a death sentence.
Piecing myself back together
There’s a fine line between medicine and poison, powerlessness and agency.
A gym for the soul
A covenant group is like a gym for the soul, an oasis in the desert.
Fire
Translucent alabaster captures the spirit of fire.
A story of light and darkness
The light and the dark are like twins.
Song in my soul
With Unitarian Universalist youth communities this past summer, I sang—to grieve and to celebrate.
The awe comes easy, and thankfulness follows
Get me outside myself, say, in a yurt on an island, and whoa—there are the stars, and crickets, the body I live in, the images of the people I love.
Holy curiosity and holy trouble
At the Parliament of the World’s Religions and at a conference of LGBTQ religious leaders, my heart reawakened.
Power of community, the peril of individualism
True community doesn’t happen unless everyone is willing to give up some of their identity as an individual.
The still point and the work of Christmas
Joy and celebration are worthy of the time we spend on them. The small moment of the candle being lit while singing ‘Silent Night’ is that important.
White Amaryllis