This is my favorite thing about seaweed: it feels so much like my neurodiverse brain.

May we remember the belonging that is ours simply because we were born.

Beneath the crust of earth, seeds and bulbs lay in store.

Darkness is as important as light.

One of the Goddess’s best friends was a cardinal—a bright red bird who loved to play with the Goddess and the Sun.

May your kindness abound like hydrogen, which fuels every star.

Beneath the snow, life is bursting, preparing for the next season.

Water sustains, gives, and yields to / Life.

We are living today with time to do good for ourselves and for each other.

we are here, and flowing, in and of, made of, because of You

My inner compass reminds me of the power we’ve been given to create a new future.

A movement meditation for all ages

The wilderness alongside every moment, sprawling in each direction, holds more than the silence that theologians imagine of God.

I hope that this Great Silence, which has come alongside the suffering, holds the beginnings of our healing.

This story is great to be acted out by four women (of applicable ages for each direction) around a large bowl/vessel....

In my chapel, redwing blackbird unravels her liquid song in the cattails.

Blessed is the dark, in which our dreams stir and are revealed. Blessed is the dark of earth, where seeds come to life. Blessed are the depths of the ocean where no light shimmers: the womb of all earthly life. Blessed is the light into which we awake, the light that sparkles on the waters: that...

The strength of water takes on many, many forms—just as each of you has a unique and necessary strength that you bring to our community and to the work of love. Take a moment now to drop down into the deep wellspring of your own spirit and bathe yourself in the strength that is the groundwater of...

Rain falls upon the surface of the earth, and pulled by gravity each drop begins to flow downhill. Drop merges with drop, flowing together, into a trickle, a streamlet, a creek, a mighty river, flowing onward. Some of the water seeps down into the earth itself, as groundwater, or deep aquifers,...

This was written as a blessing for pouring out the Water Communion waters onto a memorial garden. Like water that swells rivers and fills the ocean, the memories of those we have loved rush through us. Sometimes they are quiet, almost as if we have forgotten—and then suddenly, they flood our...