Love

Love should grow up like a wild iris in the fields, Unexpected, after a terrible storm, opening a purple Mouth to the rain, with not a thought to the future, Ignorant of the grass and the graveyard of leaves Around, forgetting its own beginning. Love should grow like a wild iris But does not. Love …

Souls on Hold

With Halloween and the Day of all Souls having passed this week, it seems only appropriate to dive into what we mean when we talk about the soul. Every gathering, we open by asking “How is it with your soul?” which I, and perhaps many of us, typically answer much as we would the questions …

Pledging

When the conversation this week began to focus on the annual pledge drive, I’ll admit my thought was conversations about money make me feel icky. Since reflecting, however, I think it was a necessary conversation, for me and for us all. Since finally becoming an official Unity member this September, I avoided thinking about the …