"The bread of her waist, a loaf
we would knead with 8 year old palms
sweaty from play. My brother and I marveled
at the ridges and grooves. How they would summit at her navel.
How her belly looked like a walnut.
How we were once seeds that resided inside.
We giggled whenever she would recline on the couch,
lift her shirt, unbutton her pants, let her belly spread like cake batter in a pan.
It was as much a treat as licking the sweet from electric mixers on birthdays.
The undulating of my mother’s belly was not
a shame she hid from her children. She knew
we came from this. Seemed grateful." -Sonya Renee Taylor
Letting go of plans and failing sabbatical
Making space for the future that is not yet written
Thresh(holding): Tools for Navigating Transitions
Living with Change: The Doorway Effect
Shall we gather by the river (and church construction update!)
Connecting With Your True Self
5 Minute Breathing Meditation
What does it mean to be a Unitarian Universalist?
When Open-Minded People Get their Circuits Jammed
What are the limits of diversity?
The Spirit of Psychedelics
Losing (and Finding) Your Religion
Guided Metta Meditation with Rev. Elaine
The Deal on Those Days
Reproductive Freedom, Sex Education & Liberal Religion
A Meaning-Full Life
We Are Not Fixed Beings
Embodied Practices for Resilience with Rev. Kelly Dignan
Living Like Weasels
The In-Between Times: Navigating Transition with Rev. Gretchen
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Let Me Be Frank | Bishop Frank Caggiano’s Podcast | Diocese of Bridgeport, CT
The Bible Recap
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