“What is the most loving, life-affirming choice I can make in response to life’s circumstances?”

Figuring out the why doesn’t really help me. My work is to figure out the how.

Only when my knowledge is combined with uncountable others does Truth emerge.

After the shattering, all that remains is another ordinary day.

I don’t want a smoothed-out, disproportionately aggrandized faith that attempts to draw all comers to its one self-righteous place at the top of the map of humanity… Instead, I want an imaginative and wandering faith of holy cartographers…

When your mind is silent… the forest suddenly becomes magnificently real and blazes transparently with the Reality of God.

Silence is never merely a cessation of words… Rather, it is the pause that holds together—indeed, it makes sense of all the both spoken and unspoken.

We need one another so that when our own little spring of hope dries up, there is a community well from which we can drink.

The work of justice can’t be carried out by one person–or even a few diverse people.

I care that fascism is not just approaching, but is already here, rising, like this cresting river.

Like the free-roaming roosters of the Caribbean, no one can tell me I don’t belong.

…those of us who believe in human rights for everyone; who believe in fundamentals of fairness, of equality, of equity; who believe in recognizing injustices of past, of present, and being accountable for ending them…

Together we create a love energy more powerful than any force of oppression…

All of us are active participants in co-creating congregational and community life.

As Unitarian Universalists, we believe democracy is more than a political system; it is a shared journey, a collective responsibility, and a profound act of faith in one another.

What do you do when you’re really angry with someone and you can’t seem to let it go?

Staying present to what’s real—our world, our hope, our stories—can help us embody our values.

Give thanks for all the waters that be—for bays and gulfs and shining seas!

To be hopeful in bad times is not just foolishly romantic. It is based on the fact that human history is a history not only of cruelty, but also of compassion, sacrifice, courage, kindness.

We honor all our beloved dead whose bodies have returned to the earth, the earth that is our home. We honor their lives which shaped our own. We honor their love, which is beyond death. We honor their teachings, which teach us still.