Poem: A blessing for the one in the scrubs
May you know that you are loved.
The invisible woman
‘You said it was for the best if my soul remained hidden. . . . I believed you for a time.’
Your stories belong to you
no one can rename you
Other, it can’t stick, as you offer the gift
of being and saying who you are.
Love the hell out of this world
If we are not acting fearlessly for human dignity, compassion, justice, and peace, then we are failing to live our mission.
No time for a casual faith
The president of the Unitarian Universalist Association reflects on the spiritual challenges of confronting the resurgence of American white nationalism.
Do you have to be an activist to be a Unitarian Universalist?
Six leaders reflect on activism and religious identity in a racially and politically charged era.
Looking for the Christmas spirit
Santa isn’t doing it for me this year, but the shepherds give me hope.