Love calls me to rest when I feel disconnected

To be content to live in Mystery is central to the liberal religious tradition.

Every day offers us, yet again, the chance to experience our own Divinity and spiritual Transformation.

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

Sleep will come upon our eyelids and they will not ever be lifted again.

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

If this year is a "lost" year, then I am bound to live a lost life.

The dead aren’t really dead; their stories are perpetually being told by the world around us.

I am learning to give up needing to know the answers, and instead live with the questions.

I need to celebrate our human family, whose power and potential shimmer against the backdrop of deep time, because we aren’t at our best right now.

I was leaving my mom in another world, located far away from mine.

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.

It’s so [easy] to see the one disabled person and say, She needs a cure so she can fit into our world.

When I was small and just learning how to do life in my body, I didn’t hesitate, didn’t hold back, didn’t worry how it would look, didn’t look for cues or ask for a line. My imagination ruled... I was entirely free to be, driven by the innovation my body inspired.

Shame seems to be a bestselling product pumped out of all these crushing systems.

I want to be shaped in a way that lets me serve the eternal.

We need resilience, perseverance, and persistence.

I believe in your grace and protection and cannot imagine them slipping through the cracks.

Dear Creative Life Force, the infinite healing power of creativity is the best gift you've given to us.