Yule is a time to rest and settle into the darkness.

Sometimes we awake in the morning, and we’d rather go back to sleep… And then, the first sliver of sunshine may dance across our face.

We call upon all the transcendent gifts of renewal to be bestowed upon us, for an energizing renewal to fill us in all the ways that serve our lagging spirits when our own resilience wanes.

There will be help and community and kindness....

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

We—you and I—are in-between right now

I am seeking the courage to be open.

There is hope through imagination.

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

Soak in the mystery and beauty of the universe.

When you hear, “We are the liberating force, spirit, light, and love,” what does that conjure in your spirit?

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

I offer my "Ouch" with hope and trust.

When I first entered the rooms of recovery, I thought I had nothing in common with the people around me.

While it may be urgent to work toward creating justice, I can’t do that unless I have a sense of calm.

For those of us who grew up in homes with addiction or dysfunction, it was so hard to know we were loved.

The moment of asking for help is a tender moment.

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.

On this darkest night, may we observe the stars.