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At my mother's funeral
Unitarian Universalists are precisely the people who can't believe whatever they want.
Two poems
I watch the trees / as seasons cycle.
Painting: Snowy bank
A rare storm offers a new scene.
As the crow flies
I aspire to live as the crow flies.
Poem: The day after
The tree alone directing us / To peaceful paths / With its symbolic star.
Quietude
We cannot hear unless there is silence.
Winter solstice and the shaman within
It is we ourselves who must don the shaman's mask.
How to give a blessing
I didn't mean to give an honest answer when asked, 'How are you?'
Are you a wretch?
Not every religious tradition asks you to choose your theological stance midway through a hymn.
Loving birds
Modern life interferes with the lessons and warnings of Nature.













