… increasing religious plurality in our congregations has brought in perspectives and practices from earth-based religions of many kinds, amplifying an understanding of humankind as one part of a great interconnected web of all existence and deepening our humility and reverence for the web of life.

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.

Crows found ways to adapt to our concrete forests but we have not yet found ways to make sure we are in balance with the rest of creation.

There in the deep sack of night, a tiny Hope was born. 

This is my favorite thing about seaweed: it feels so much like my neurodiverse brain.

The oldest stories tell us we came from the dust, and to dust we will return. But dirt? That’s different. Dust is fine, often even sterile. Dirt, on the other hand, is made up of messier stuff.

It takes courage to bring our trust forward and invite another person to meet us there. This sometimes sure, often shaky, surrender is an opportunity to discover something deeper than the confines of our individual experience.

We light this chalice, here in the darkness of winter as we wait.

The fulcrum of the Earth tilts toward goodness and I will ride along…

Spirits of winter, I celebrate you!

I am singing/of the wonder of how roots/so love the buds they bid them grow...

The miracle of grace is available to us even when it has been left untended.

Remind me that life is magical and mysterious.

Beneath the crust of earth, seeds and bulbs lay in store.

One of the Goddess’s best friends was a cardinal—a bright red bird who loved to play with the Goddess and the Sun.

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.

We rekindle our connection to the sacred web of life.

As you go forth into this new phase of your life’s adventure...

Breathe in us, with us, and through us as we gather—one in community.

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

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

Change is part of who we are.

In a world of scarcity, interconnection and mutual aid become critical for survival.

Respect one another, support one another, bring your gift to the world and receive the gifts of others, and there will be enough for all.

May we reconnect to our life-giving, breath-freeing connection

Water sustains, gives, and yields to / Life.

We are stronger together because we are different, and because we are one.

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

we are here, and flowing, in and of, made of, because of You

We already have everything we need within us to meet the life that is before us.

Watershed moments are turning points, moments that permanently alter an understanding.

My inner compass reminds me of the power we’ve been given to create a new future.

Emergence, becoming, is inherent in each of us.

Spirit of Life, spirit of earth, spirit of all that breathes and all that is: we love you.

Inhale—you are Creation. Exhale—you are Creator.

A movement meditation for all ages

Maybe hope is fleeting. It leaves and returns again; there’s beauty in its impermanence.

We all honor the Spirit of Life, the Spirit of Compassion, the Spirit of Justice, the Spirit of Love

Amidst the swirl of life's challenges, fears, and even moments of crisis, I make time to gaze at the night sky to see the vastness there, And to remember that this moment in time is but a flicker— Not an inconsequential flicker— For what I do and think now does matter. My work, though, is to let...

The wilderness alongside every moment, sprawling in each direction, holds more than the silence that theologians imagine of God.

Like the sun moving toward the shortest day, each moment arises—and is gone before we know it.

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I hope that this Great Silence, which has come alongside the suffering, holds the beginnings of our healing.

This solstice night [or day] In honor of ancient traditions that celebrate this time of longest night, we observe that the flaming chalice holds the elements of the four directions: Earth, air, fire, water....

See how the winds have shaped her hands to hold hope? So tenuous, it trembles like a hummingbird’s heart. She gently carries hope to a nest in the midst of the maelstrom and tilts it into the bowl of tiny feathers and mosses. Hope is so hard to cup. She might need your help when it seeps through...

Of course there are people behaving badly during this pandemic, using it as an excuse to practice prejudice, to hoard, to blame; using it to divide and weaken us, cashing in on surface tensions for their own terrible benefit. The news daily shows these heavy things....

The tree stood in the middle of the village. Its trunk was so large that it took six people holding hands to reach around it. The roots were strong and wide, and its branches spread out over the village square, offering shelter from the rain, or shade from the summer sun....

We light this chalice in honor of the animal realm, Furred and hoofed, two-legged, four-legged, many-legged, Fanged and clawed, gentle and fierce, wild and tame. May we remember that all animals are our relatives, Worthy of our care and respect.

A seed knows how to wait. Most seeds wait for several years before starting to grow; a cherry seed can wait for a hundred years with no problem. What exactly each seed is waiting for is known only to that seed. Some unique trigger-combination of temperature-moisture-light and many other things is...