You are the Process, God,
The movement without end.
You are the Rhythm God,
The dance of loving friends.
Beyond the boxes we create,
Beyond each image we can spawn
The process river flows along
To sweep aside the now outworn.
This, my song, a skeptic’s hymn,
ode to mystery within,
Sung to you no one can prove,
dwelling there, as real as love.
From the silence God created
Matter, movement, depth and height,
All the opposites evolving,
Spreading darkness, gifting light.
My first experience of the art form methodology was as a participant in the Parish Leadership Colloquy. It was a course designed for clergy by the Ecumenical Institute of Chicago. We gathered for lunch on the second day of the four day event. At the end of each meal the leadership always led us in a conversation. The focus for this conversation was a print of a famous painting by Pablo Picasso—Guernica.read more
All night I lay on my bed
I sought him whom my soul loves.
I sought him but did not find him.
Every parent and educator will welcome the blend of multicultural tales, biographies, universal spirituality, and original fun adventures of children who could live on your street. Expansive, respectful, real, and warm with kindness, these stories offer possibilities for life to children and adults who feel in their heart that they belong to a larger reality.read more
Every once in awhile, we come across resources that are not easily available to our global readership and we feel l it necessary to support and offer them. This kind of creative work we support helps people all along the spectrum understand our intent and theology. The Mystic Bible is perfectly balanced on the progressive spectrum, meaningful for people who are deeply connected to the stories of the Bible, mystical and poetic, and yet innovative and theologically progressive.read more
In creating space for each other
We enhance our personal space
And spread a God-like grace.
Recalling all our ancient hurts
We bind their wounds with love.
We bring our enemies to mind
And bind their wounds with love.
We the many all belong
To life’s ever-changing song.
We are part of life’s great ocean
Finding rest within its motion.