Raise your hand if you are an artist. We are going to take you through two stories of creation, and together we will discover the conditions we need to reach that holy, egoless ecstasy of creating something where there was nothing. A couple of weeks ago I was invited to attend the Atlanta Press Club’s […]

COME, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To flutter—and the Bird is on the Wing. “Fill the cup that clears today of past regrets and future fears; for tomorrow, I may be myself with yesterday’s seven-thousand years” The […]

It was Pride Sunday several weeks ago, and the parade was done. I was headed home. I caught MARTA and took it to Lindbergh Station, where I’d parked my car hours earlier. The parking ticket was carefully tucked away in my wallet, for I knew that the parking was free but only if the […]

Friday through Sunday of last week I was with some of the men of our congregation at their annual retreat at The Mountain and Learning Center in Highlands, North Carolina. I’m in my ninth year at UUCA and I had never joined them before. It was way past time. And I’m so glad I […]