What “toast, boast, and oath” might you offer this January?

You can’t be a Unitarian Universalist and believe anything you want.

In our lived lives, family comes in different shapes and sizes and constellations.It is in this variety—this diversity—that our lives are made fuller and our individual selves made more whole. It is in this variety, it is in this diversity, that we look back to the ancestors, recognizing no...

How can I be love instead of being anger and fear?

We are divine bodies of light and darkness

The power to choose is the power of life in the midst of brokenness.

Taking what we need and leaving the rest behind isn’t only a one time thing. We can do it anytime.

Let us grieve for our own pain, as oppressions / come between us, as sharp / as broken glass.

The 8th Principle is about actively dismantling racism.

May I have the wisdom to be curious when I find myself grumbling about “them.”

Why do we so readily hand over what's priceless for a meager sum of money—or a major sum, for that matter?

We seek blessed assurance through pandemic chaos, relentless loss, and unimaginable stress.

I come from a long line of strong Black women. My grandmother used to share stories about how she caused “trouble” in town when a white man hired her to put up the displays in his store window. At that time, all the Black women in town worked as domestics in the homes of white ladies, or in the...

The first time I was told that I was too queer to be a congregation's minister, they asked, "What will the neighbors think?,” as if it were the most natural question in the world. It was then that I understood how grace works: it’s costly. It requires us to be uncomfortable, to get outside...

One of my most treasured New Year’s traditions is coming up with a word for the year: a single word that I want to be the theme for my entire year. When I’m questioning what’s the right thing to do, I will look to my word of the year for guidance.

I once saw a little sign, carved in wood, that read, “There is only the hard way.” Many of us have been harmed by theology that told us that suffering was a sacrifice that would bring us closer to God. Many of us were told that our suffering would redeem us, even when we knew that actual...

Coming out to my family was one of the hardest things I’ve had to do. I realized that my choice was one of life and death, and I needed to let my secret out in order to continue living, and to do so authentically.

The wellspring of decency is loving this life in which people die, people suffer, there are limits, and we make mistakes. The wellspring, then, of moral action is not utopia, not a counterfactual vision, not a declaration that the world could and should be otherwise....

When we can gently hold things steady, change comes from within; that’s where the real growth happens.

It is deeply spiritual work to learn to treat ourselves with compassion; to learn to see ourselves, if only in moments, the same way we look at something or someone we find beautiful: a newborn baby, the ocean, a sunset.