Imagine you are looking in a mirror, at your own face, exactly as it is. Take a breath. Look into your own eyes, and smile. In your mind, speak your own name, and say, forgive and be forgiven. Speak your own name, to your own self, and say again, forgive and be forgiven. Breathe deep.

—Rev. Victoria Safford, “Out of Control”

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The truth is only rarely fully present on the surface, as anyone who’s ever been in any kind of therapy can tell you,  as any archeologist or geologist or mythologist will tell you.  It’s always a matter of diving and divining. How do you go after it?  With what kind of curiosity, mixed with skepticism, mixed with open-mindedness, mixed with hope, with fear, with logic?  With what kind of agenda do you go seeking truth?

—Rev. Victoria Safford, “Empirical Sacraments”

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We can still read Walden, even memorize the chapters, translate them into our own clumsy modern language, but we can’t live there, any more than Henry Thoreau could. “One world at a time,” and it’s this messy, messed

up world, and we’re all in it together.

-Rev. Victoria Safford, “A Fond Farewell to Walden”

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