A Garden Prayer

That shrimp plant so determined to be seen poking through the ginger and the fig like a four year old waving skinny arms and red cheeks to those towering above That shrimp plant grown from cuttings of a friend who no longer lives in this country from a house that has since burned down That shrimp [Read More…]

Here an Ist, There an Ist, Everywhere an Ist-Ist

The other day I got a subscription offer from a magazine called Free Inquiry, a publication of  the Council for Secular Humanism. I’d been thinking about ordering the magazine. Well, here was my chance:  a “special introductory offer for blasphemers only.” Got to love the marketing department. That’s no magazine for me. Though I am [Read More…]

Reflections on death from the garden

This time of year, as we approach Halloween, The Day of the Dead, and All Saints’ Day, I am often thinking of death. Granted, I am always a little bit morbid—my astrologer sister would say it’s because I’m a Scorpio. (I regret that I was too old to go Goth in my teen years, because [Read More…]

Together

Beloveds, I believe that we are all in this together – and together, we can shift a culture that is dehumanizing us all – A culture that prioritizes paper with imaginary value over oxygen, clean water, livable communities, A culture that tells some of us we are better than others, tells some of us we are [Read More…]

Swimming in the Christian Waters (or: Beware, You May be a Humanist)

Let’s say you find yourself living in, oh, let’s say the United States. It’s a country where something on the order of seventy-five percent of the population claims to be Christian. Let’s say you don’t believe in any other religion, either: you aren’t Muslim, Jewish, Hindu, Sikh, Baha’i, or any other of the myriad religions [Read More…]

Rejoice?

First, gather friends and family. Together, build a structure with at least three sides. Roof it with bamboo or cornstalks, anything you can cut from the ground. Remember to leave spaces where the stars can shine through. Dwell in this place for a week. “Dwelling” includes eating, talking, singing, napping, reading, relaxing, entertaining, all that [Read More…]

Seeing, from the Cheap Seats

There are gifts that come of breathing, that come of blood driving through veins,   no charge. Just being.    One is the noise of existence.  Another is when the noise stops.   After the theater  of the self has closed;  after the season of the self  goes to reruns, music    begins, slow, silent.  [Read More…]

Autumn Light, Surprise

So, evening fell on you, didn’t it? And you did not know   what day. Did not know what had broken. You had   not expected it to have gone so far, the year. Did not   expect to have rounded again from light to dark on   this day. And it’s surely some saint’s [Read More…]

Season of Forgiveness

Reflecting on his experience as a prosecutor at the Nuremberg Trials, the International Military Tribunal established at the end of WWII, Bernard Meltzer wrote, “When you forgive, you in no way change the past – but you sure do change the future.” The spiritual practice of atonement, asking and offering forgiveness, is a practice that [Read More…]

Dancing The Real

  You danced once, there, in those rocks. It meant something. It all did—you, your love, the beautiful stones. You danced there, happy. It meant something.   Those things, they were as real as the cotton in the threads of your scarf.   You danced there again, there, in those rocks. Many things meant something— [Read More…]


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