The Unitarian Universalist Congregation in Westport
10 Lyons Plains Rd., Westport, CT 06880 - Ph: (203)227-7205 Sunday Services: 10:00 AM
Anger shines through me. Anger shines through me. I am a burning bush. My rage is a cloud of flame. My rage is a cloud of flame in which I walk seeking justice like a precipice. How the streets of the iron city flicker, flicker, and the dirty air fumes. Anger storms between me and […]
Let us not rush to the language of healing, before understanding the fullness of the injury and the depth of the wound. Let us not rush to offer a bandaid, when the gaping wound requires surgery and complete reconstruction. Let us not offer false equivalencies, thereby diminishing the particular pain being felt in a particular […]
I believe in the ordinary day that is here at this moment and is me I do not see it going its own way but I never saw how it came to me It extends beyond whatever I may think I know and all that is real to me it is the present that it […]
There are these: the blue skirts of the ocean walking in now, almost to the edge of town, and a thousand birds, in their incredible wings which they think nothing of, crying out that the day is long, the fish are plentiful. And friends, being as kind as friends can be, striving to lift the […]
Small fact and fingers and farthest one from me, a hand’s width and two generations away, in this still present I am fifty-three. You are not yet a full day. When I am sixty-three, when you are ten, and you are neither closer nor as far, your arms will fill with what you know by […]
Help us to be the always hopeful gardeners of the spirit who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth as without light nothing flowers.
Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!– For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not […]
If you don’t know the kind of person I am and I don’t know the kind of person you are a pattern that others made may prevail in the world and following the wrong god home we may miss our star. For there is many a small betrayal in the mind, a shrug that lets […]
A son sees a father struggling to be the best he can be. What shall he tell that father? “Relax, Dad. Don’t sweat it.” And this might serve him for the anxiety and nervousness. “Pay attention to the little things, Pop.” And this, too, might serve him. Sometimes the growth of a relationship can be […]
1 A song for occupations! In the labor of engines and trades and the labor of fields I find the developments, And find the eternal meanings. Workmen and Workwomen! Were all educations practical and ornamental well display’d out of me, what would it amount to? Were I as the head teacher, charitable proprietor, wise statesman, […]