What is your favorite Christmas carol? Mine is the English carol “The Friendly Beasts,” which begins...

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It was all so complicated: The questionable parentage, the awkward journey, the not knowing where you will sleep...

Martin Luther King, Jr.’s last speech is now called “The  Mountaintop Speech.”

Like many Unitarian Universalists of color (and many white allies), I get tired of white male dominance within our society and yearn for more diverse representation.

The CLF’s Nominating Committee seeks members to run for positions beginning June 2019.

On the morning my grandmother died, I squeezed the juice out of citrus fruits and strained out the seeds with a fork so I wouldn’t drink them.

Many people think of their ancestors as dead and gone, and therefore to be thought about only occasionally and with no real attachment, as if they have no claim on us who live.

We exist because of those who have come before us.

One sentence launched me into discovery about my ancestors. It’s the first line of a book, Tearin’ through the Wilderness, which my great-Aunt Marie researched, wrote and self-published in 1956, long before self-publishing was a thing.