Category Archives: Living Love Through The Practice of Story
A New Chapter In My Story
Last week, I join a crowd of clergy and congregants at the Unitarian Universalist Congregation of Atlanta to celebrate the ordination of the now-Reverend Phoenix Bell-Shelton Biggs. Ordinations mark a peak moment in the life story of the person being … Continue reading
A Strange Little Bridge
(Note: I use watered down language to refer to the genocide of the Palestinian people, this is an intentional choice due to the setting of this story in the early days when the Israeli government’s intentions were not clear.) When … Continue reading
The Layers of a Story
Good stories almost always have layers of meaning written into them, even the ones that happened before our very eyes before anyone ever retold much less wrote them down. My grandfather and a good friend of his were avid vegetable … Continue reading
Background
Inside my head, stories rattle around. They are stories about me, woven by storytellers other than myself. I have hated some of these stories, particularly the ones about me crying whenever I drew the Old Maid card, or how as … Continue reading
Rewriting the Fairy Tales in My Life
Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten. G.K. Chesterton This quote has sparked something deep within me recently. As a Pisces, my natural … Continue reading