Beloved Community is never for a party of one. That may seem obvious, but what might it mean even for those of us who might consider ourselves ‘communitarians’?

To live in this time is to be intimately familiar doubt, despair, anger, fear, and assorted other unsettling feelings. The pandemic, as well as the election and aftermath have left us in collective trauma. This has, of course, happened to others in human history. How … read more.

There is a familiar addage that reminds us that there is often more to things that meets the eye. How might imagination invite us to look afresh at ourselves and the things we thought we knew?

This is the time of year in which we are often reminded of Dr. King’s dream. In the last five years of King’s life, his dream expanded. How are we being offered an opportunity to expand the dreams we have for ourselves and widen our … read more.

John Lennon’s song “Imagine” invited us to see our world differently. Without war or religion dividing us, we would realize peace. What if we imagine religion, particularly our own differently?

Across traditions, stillness has not been an end but a means of preparation. How might that help us in this busy season?

When we are in pain or under threat, what can we hold on to?

On this Sunday following the election, despite the results and in the possibility of not knowing election results, this community will gather to be with one another in support and companionship. This hour will be a musical embrace of courage, remembering that we are on … read more.

It feels almost silly to say we live in bodies. Yet it is a worthy reminder. It is in our bodies that we feel hope and fear. It is were we constrict and relax. Our body is where we feel pain and healing. Neither our … read more.

Ysaye Barnwell’s song “Breaths” invites us to listen to the ancestor’s breath. What might we learn if we did?