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My faith keeps showing up for me

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My faith keeps showing up for me

Sure, I have pink hair, and sure, I love to dance all night to a raucous feminist punk band, but my participation in a faith community is what sets me apart from my peers.

Kate Landis | 9/1/2020

Expanding the sex-ed audience

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Expanding the sex-ed audience

Our Whole Lives offers new program for adults aged 50 and over.

Andrea Dulanto | 6/1/2020

Love what you love

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Love what you love

We can be cheerleaders for people’s simple joys—even if we don’t share them.

Erika Hewitt | 3/1/2020 | Spring 2020

Conch shell

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Conch shell

The tides slowly wear away at the ragged and scraped edges where we tore ourselves out, and what is left behind is as smooth as breath.

Jess Reynolds | 6/1/2019 | Summer 2019

The invisible woman

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The invisible woman

‘You said it was for the best if my soul remained hidden. . . . I believed you for a time.’

Gwen­dolyn Howard | 6/1/2019 | Summer 2019

Factory-installed

Spirit

Factory-installed

My bodily differences are part of my dignity and humanity.

Theresa I. Soto | 11/26/2018 | Winter 2018

My pony

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My pony

Admitting I would benefit from using a scooter gave me the gift of freedom.

Meg Barnhouse | 11/26/2018 | Winter 2018

Invocation

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Invocation

dear earth, / teach us to stand / like trees

David Hummon | 11/1/2018 | Winter 2018

Lone leaf

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Lone leaf

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

Ian Hochberg | 11/1/2018 | Winter 2018

Faces of General Assembly

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Faces of General Assembly

Photographs from the 2018 General Assembly of the Unitarian Universalist Association.

Sonja L. Cohen | 9/1/2018 | Fall 2018

The unwanted gift of a new chair

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The unwanted gift of a new chair

Be present to other people as they are, not as you want them to be.

Bruce T. Marshall | 7/23/2018 | Summer 2018

My tender places are a source of strength

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My tender places are a source of strength

Out of the blue, the 5-year-old turned to me and said matter-of-factly, ‘You’re fat.’

Lindasusan Ulrich | 3/1/2018 | Spring 2018

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