Many of us are no longer tethered to an academic calendar, and yet at least in the northern hemisphere the coming of fall feels…

As I write this, we are at the midpoint of summer. Slow season already turning toward fall’s new beginnings. In this constantly changing dance,…

What is at the heart of UU’ism for you, for us collectively? How is that heart alive today – in me, in you? I…

I visited a woman several days after her surgery. She was looking forward to returning home the next day. I sat down across from…

On farms in rural New Hampshire, when spring finally comes, there is a ritual called, “The Dancing of the Ladies.” (And it’s not middle-aged…