Today, we are charged to remember. To know that as we live together in community, we are also in community with the silently singing lives in the vast congregation of the earth as well... Let us remember, and then act.

All organisms make ecological living places, altering earth, air, and water... In the process, each organism changes everyone’s world.

Here we engage in a holy alchemy, finding beauty in the ordinary and life in the present.

A centering practice for meetings, gatherings or worship in person or online.

Let us open all our senses and let our synapses spark one connection after another.

Welcome, all who seek renewal in a weary world.

Let us remember that we are not alone until we light this flame next time.

Building relationships requires the risk of being open and curious.

Every relationship is an ongoing story that unfolds between people.

What’s your most memorable story about getting lost? What do you remember about finding your way home?

We gather this morning as one community

In our lives, people sometimes do us wrong.

Soak in the mystery and beauty of the universe.

All that we are, together and individually, is part of the abundance of the universe.

You are loved beyond your wildest imaginings by the spirit of creation.

The only way we survive this modern agony is together.

Speaking from the heart can turn an ordinary meeting into a rewarding one.

Loss binds us together undeniably.

I offer my "Ouch" with hope and trust.

May we open our hearts to the abundance of creation.

We are an angry and beautiful people.

Ask yourself, in your heart: What or who are you grateful for?

We celebrate our desires to stretch our wings towards where we wish to fly and soar free. And thus, we make a bridge. We affirm our commitment to remain connected to those who are still earth-bound and captive, remembering that a bridge may be a footpath or an umbrella. And thus, we offer a bridge.

It’s through our shared interdependence that we are sheltered and saved.

Sometimes love is simply letting someone else like what they like.

We cannot begin to find ourselves without love.

"There are two moments that matter. One is when you know that your one and only life is absolutely valuable and alive. The other is when you know your life, as presently lived, is entirely pointless and empty. You need both of them to keep you going in the right direction. Lent is about both. The...

Sometimes, there is no reprieve from the pain of this world. Sometimes, it is too big and too obvious to ignore.

Across the limits of our imagination, we are connected.

I miss the way things were, and I know they’ll never really be the same.

We light this chalice, symbol of our purpose to bring more love and justice into the world. We light this chalice, knowing our congregation as a church dispersed across communities, not bound by walls but connected through the web of life.

Minister: At this time, we would like to introduce a special ritual. The holidays can be an especially poignant time of year. Alongside the joy in these present moments, we may recall fond memories of past celebrations with our loved ones....

We kindle this flame, Honoring the doorways in our souls: The windows through which we gaze at one another The balconies where we catch glimpses of sky The thresholds we stand on this morning Wondering, hoping, fearing, dreaming.

Hope rises. It rises from the heart of life, here and now, beating with joy and sorrow. Hope longs. It longs for good to be affirmed, for justice and love to prevail, for suffering to be alleviated, and for life to flourish in peace. Hope remembers. It remembers the dreams of those who have gone...

We leave this gathered community, But we don’t leave our connection, Our concerns, our care for each other. Our service to each other, to the world, and to our faith continues. Until we are together again, friends, Be strong, be well, be true, be loving.

Once upon a time there was a tiny, little, itty bitty, very small, tiny little god named Tiny. She lived her life hearing stories of all the big gods and, well, let’s face it, she was jealous. She knew she needed to think of some kind of special spark of an idea that would make her existence...

One: To become is a life long process. Nothing is constant, not even the self. We evolve in the midst of narratives meant only for some and ways of being made narrow by fear and power. We must, then, have the courage to listen to the truth of our own lives, to the wisdom that comes from within—...

In my chapel, redwing blackbird unravels her liquid song in the cattails.

As we kindle this the flame, we honor and remember Those who have passed into the mystery. Their brightness lives on in our vision; their courage lives on in our commitments; and their love continues to bless the world through us.

Let us be thankful and full of praise to be in the company of those who came before.

Knit six purl six sets of two rows four rows six rows up to twelve, patterns, repeating, steady, soothingly same. This is not what life is like. Life is like picking up a tousled hunk of yarn pulled out of the basket by an impatient child looking for a string too many times. You find an end. You...

May I always remember that Tango, like life, is a dance of the people. It’s meant to be shared, not practiced in isolation.

In her 1975 theological treatise Suffering, German liberation theologian Dorothee Söelle* examines the ways that suffering can knit humans beings closer together, and can draw us more fully into the process of loving. She uses the term apatheia, “the inability to suffer,” to describe the...

This litany is intended to be read antiphonally (the congregation, split left and right, reading it to one another). Here I am, my sibling. Here I am. Can you hear me? Here I am. Saying you . . . You. Here. Now. We. We are. Here. Us. Together. Can you. Hear me here? I am calling to you....

In our water ritual, we bring water from the places we live or the places we may have visited and pour it in one container. All of the water mixes together, and every drop has some of the molecules of water from every place....

We pray to you, Mother Earth, with gratitude For your holding and sustaining love For the air, water, and soil that feed us For the mountains and rivers and oceans that calm our spirits For loving and supporting all beings and all creation. We pray to you, Mother Earth, with humility Help us to...

North, South, East, and West, Angel, visible, ahead of me, Angels hidden by forests around me, And everywhere God....

It is our work, shared with each other in covenant, That creates and sustains this beloved community. We extinguish this chalice, but its light lives on in the directions we have chosen today. The light of this faith lives on in us, together, in our hearts, minds, bodies and spirits. Amen and...

My soul nudged me from a hiding place to confess and to seek forgiveness, and only through the grace of the Great Mystery of Life unfolding around us did I receive the blessing of journeying with a beloved, grieving friend.

We light this chalice, the symbol of our faith, knowing that this morning many others across this land and around the world are doing the same. For us and for our far-flung kin it is a light of peace, of justice, and of love....