As flame is to spirit, so spirit is to breath, and breath to song. Though we extinguish the flame in this sanctuary, may we tend it in our hearts until we meet again.

What delights me in watercolor is ‘the moment of magic,’ when water touches pigment and flows with a transparent life of its own.

We need to stop banishing embodiment from our worship.

See now the daybreak of our love: Through it may we be lifted, For when the nightfall closes in, May strength anew be gifted. Yes! Love endures on this good Earth. Our steadfast hope we’re bringing; We sing a truth no creed can end. How can we keep from singing? Good people gather to proclaim new...

It's hard to feel gratitude for something when you're focusing on what’s wrong with it.

I use the tools of body paint and photography to represent myself in a way that aligns with my own aesthetic and intellectual interests.

Eternal Spirit, from whom all things come and to whom all things return, We gather this morning in community seeking to live in the harmony. Each of us here gathered lives out our lives knowing our own story, our own private melody. Life – at its highest and its sweetest – is a sharing. Life is...

dear earth, / teach us to stand / like trees

Are you to serve / a bigger purpose with your resistance?

A crack on the face of the sphere / Begat innumerable tributaries.

A children’s book lovingly depicts a year in the lives of modern Native Americans.

imagine your / body out- / living your / mind.

shadows of clouds / hurrying to some reunion

Show me your channels of hope.

God is not a distant force, far away. God is in the beating of our hearts and the backbeat of a funky baseline. God is in a four-on-the-floor drum fill, and in the achy joints and sore muscles the day after.

Stories do three things.

Photographs and excerpts from worship services at the 2018 UUA General Assembly.

The Unitarian Universalist Association’s fifty-seventh General Assembly begins in Kansas City, Missouri, June 20, 2018.

The ancient Greek philosopher Pythagoras taught that the universe was composed entirely of numbers, and numbers corresponded to music. So the entire universe, all of reality, including us, was composed of numbers and music. The seven planets of the ancient world each resonated a frequency outward...