When I breathe in…

A few weeks ago, I shared a sermon called Still We Rise with a congregation in the Greater New Orleans Unitarian Universalist cluster.  Sometime later, I fed this sermon into a program that created the beautiful word cloud above.  To me, it feels like a visual prayer. This past week has been a storm of living for me, filled with [Read More...]

In this time of intense polarization

I cannot help but to wonder: [Read more...]

And Still We Rise

The poet Mark Nepo writes that when “we find ourselves in an emergency at night, in a life-changing crisis or a passage that feels quite dark, we need to lean into life, not away, and strike ourselves against the situation in order to release our soul and see by our own light. How we hold [Read More...]

As we re-member, a love note to NOLA and to life

This is a love note to my people, to friends and family and strangers who are loved simply because we went through the storm and the flood together. This is a love note to my people, friends and family and strangers who are loved because they bore witness and did not forget us. This is [Read More...]

In times of grief and struggle, remember, friends

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BLACK LIVES MATTER

“BE IT FURTHER RESOLVED that the 2015 General Assembly recognizes that the fight for civil rights and equality is as real today as it was decades ago and urges member congregations to take initiative in collaboration with local and national organizations fighting for racial justice against the harsh racist practices to which many black people [Read More...]

News Flash: Banana Cream Pie Eats Planet

Time Share Proposition: The Earth is a time-share condo. Like a time-share condo, each of us gets just so much of the Earth and just so much time on it. As with a time-share condo, we are dependent upon the last ones to occupy the space; we are responsible to the next ones who will [Read More...]

Choose Love

After years filled with state sanctioned violence and murder against people of color, the #BlackLivesMatter movement is calling out to each of us to resist the oppressive power of fear, hate, and greed; calling out to each of us to be persistent in our insistence on the power of love. We exist within particular (and [Read More...]

That’s Why They Call It Practice

Sit Down, Kid When I was in my early 20s, I decided to dedicate myself to becoming a writer. Coming from a farming background, no one that I knew was a writers and no one that I knew had any idea about how to become a writer. (This was in the days before nearly every [Read More...]

My Tribe by Alberto Blanco: A Way to Belong

In celebration of National Poetry Month, a translation from the great Mexican poet Alberto Blanco. In a few short sentences, Blanco excludes exclusion. My Tribe From lake to lake, from forest to forest: “Which is my tribe?” —I wonder— “What is my place?”  Perhaps I belong to the tribe of those who have no tribe; [Read More...]


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