Scorekeeping is about who hurts whom more. In the long-term, no one wins.

Remind me that success is not the only measure of a life.

I encouraged my students to question authority, especially my authority, because only rarely can we recognize our biases without help.

Building relationships requires the risk of being open and curious.

Holy Reconciler, help us make peace with each other.

I belong, and you belong, and we belong—just as we are.

I don’t know exactly when it happened, but something began to change.

democracy, today we will love you alive

May your kindness abound like hydrogen, which fuels every star.

How much notice would I want ahead of time before I die?

The solution is finding a reliable person to check in with.

Our family secret is soul-sucking depression.

Sexuality in all its stunning diversity is part of our birthright.

My vet said, “She's telling you thank you for letting her go.”

I rise on the shoulders of ancestors whose names I can not know.

There is no such thing as unskilled labor.

Beneath the snow, life is bursting, preparing for the next season.

Pleasure is one of the ways we know when we are free.

We have a holy obligation to bring about paradise on this earth; each generation helps us do that.

To be queer is to know the ways of holding all that shimmers to the light.

Growing connects me to ancestors who had their hands in the dirt because it was keeping them alive.

None of us are mission-making machines.

There’s never been a time in the United States history when black rebellions did not spark existential fear among white people.

We can plant the seeds of love and justice in the world.

The spiritual touchstones I trust are found in community.

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

How white evangelicals became the most powerful voting bloc in the U.S. and the fuel of the American white supremacy engine.

White supremacy culture tells me that I’m only "good" if I’m perfect, treating all falls as hard stops.

Happy kids are safer kids, because happy kids have adults they can ask for help.

When disability is understood as dependency, disability is posited in direct contrast to American ideals of independence and autonomy.

Disability is often elusive and changing.

The real holy of holies happens in sobriety when relationships with self and others are healthy and whole.

Surrendering to the truth of my addiction has been the most empowering act of my life.

We are living today with time to do good for ourselves and for each other.

Masks let us be someone or something totally different from who we usually are.

Spirit of Life who dwells before and between and beyond all words… we open ourselves to you.

In order to be welcoming, the systems of power and privilege in our spaces need to be actively dismantled.

May the beginnings and endings in our stories be held in unconditional love and acceptance.

Sometimes it feels like Father’s Day is more about enshrining a myth than it is about facing the realities of fatherhood.

To see how we fight still after entire lifetimes of struggle—and then to tell us to be more polite is just plain cruel.

Conflict resolution is in fact one of the greatest things that you can accomplish in your life and in your relationship. [W]hen I view people as not bringing conflict up, I think it’s being unfaithful to the relationship. I think it’s an abdication of your role in the relationship, and you are...

I feel sad to lose a spiritual practice that I can now recognize, honor, and appreciate.

Memorial Day is not to be celebrated. It is to be observed, scrutinized, and witnessed on behalf of the true witnesses of our human failure to love our neighbor as ourselves.

May we be with one another in solidarity and struggle.

Start by telling the story of your mistake. Keep practicing! This is a tool you can use in many different situations.

We cannot begin to find ourselves without love.

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

It can be a lonely time for those of us whose arms are empty.

Can I do it again? Do I even dare? Do I have the strength? Because the cradle might be empty—again.

I am afraid and exhausted from the constant fear. I don’t know who to trust for information about the virus.