“C” is for Compassion


As I journey through the Spiritual Alphabet (created by Mary Ann and Frederic Brussat), I find that “compassion” is perhaps the most compelling word for our day.  In my latest essay “C  is for Compassion,” I address the issue of “compassion fatigue” and how we can envision God in all the muck and horror that we see unfolding in Puerto Rico and around the world. . . .

I hope you will journey with me through the alphabet!

Click here to read “C is for Compassion” at Spirituality and Practice

Click here to read “C is for Compassion” at Jesus, Jazz, and Buddhism. 



A New Blog for the Spiritually Curious, the Creative, and the Openhearted


Exciting News!  Jay McDaniel (editor of Jesus, Jazz, and Buddhism) and I have a brand new blog called  “Process Musings,” hosted by the awesome website Spirituality and Practice .

Here’s an excerpt from our Introductory Blog:

Welcome to Process Musings for the curious, the creative, and the openhearted. We are two bloggers from the world of process thought, inspired by the philosophy of Alfred North Whitehead. We believe in a God of love and beauty — “the poet of the world” — who is tenderly interrelated with all creation. We also believe in an interconnected universe that is a communion of subjects, not a collection of objects.

In our process approach to life, we appreciate all good-hearted souls around the world who are committed to the flourishing of life: theists, non-theists, and the many who are somewhere in between. And we believe that no religious or cultural tradition has all the truth, but that all have wisdom to offer the world. We highlight spiritual paths and practices that promote well-being for the common good and care for the planet. . . . For more, click here 🙂  


Uncontrolling Love


I am please to announce that I have an essay published in the exciting new book Uncontrolling Love: Essays Exploring the Love of God with Introductions by Thomas Jay Oord.  As a part of a 24 hr. Uncontrolling Love Event,  I’ll be on Facebook Live on Friday, August 25 at 11:30 a.m. (Central) talking about my essay, entitled “Transcending Fear Itself: From the Personal to the Political.”  I hope you will join me on the 25th!


The Spiritual Alphabet: ​”B” is for Beauty

To participate in Beauty is
to come into the presence of the Holy.

​–John O’Donohue


Beauty as a Holy Sanctuary

Beauty is a holy sanctuary where heaven and earth greet each another with gladness.  It offers us glimpses of something more:  the promise of a “a hidden wholeness” underneath the brokenness of this world. Beauty, I believe, is where we find our true home with God and the world. 

And God is beautiful.

So many have been injured by the very word “God” and so cannot use such language; that is understandable.  I use the word “God” throughout this Spiritual Alphabet Series in the sense that Alfred North Whitehead wrote of God as the “poet of the world.”  And as a progressive Christian minister, I also embrace the vision of Jesus as a lens through which we can imagine what God is like: Not an all-controlling king “up there,” but Love incarnate—in the world—weeping with those who weep and transforming our brokenness into novel possibilities for wholeness.  As a process thinker, I believe in a beautiful God.

To continue reading this essay, click here 🙂


The Spiritual Alphabet: A is for Attention


“Pay attention. Stay awake and totally alert.
See with receptive eyes and discover a world of ceaseless wonders.”

 –Frederic and Mary Ann Brussat,
Spiritual Literacy, Reading the Sacred in Everyday Life


Attention, Please!

Did you know that the very first word in the “Alphabet of Spiritual Literacy” developed by Frederic and Mary Ann Brussat is also the key to all the other words?  “Attention” fortunately begins with “A” as it is the beginning of all that follows; that is, our ability to experience beauty, compassion, faith, and so on, is dependent on our ability to pay attention.  Yes, it all begins here at the top of the alphabet. 

And yet, some say goldfish have a longer attention span than humans these days. Maybe that’s not quite right, but there does seem to be something wrong with our ability to focus, to be deeply aware, fully present, and spiritually awake to the “ceaseless wonders” of the world.

Attention is not only the linchpin of the spiritual life, but the key to problem solving, creativity, and civilization in general.  Without attention, democracy crumbles, forests are blithely cut down, and scientific advances flounder.  Without attention, we may devolve into a very stupid species that eventually self-destructs— if we are not yet already on that path.

But how did we get here?  Is technology the culprit? Are the constant pings and dings of digital media short-circuiting our brains?  Are smart phones making us stupid?  Maybe. But, I don’t think the problem is so much the presence of technology, but rather the absence of something else.  When speaking of the spiritual life, our addiction to technology is indeed worrying, but not fatal, that is, if we can get back to that “something else” that has been neglected. . . . .  To continue reading this post, click here. 🙂

Patience is All


Do not measure in terms of time: one year or ten years means nothing.
For the artist there is no counting or tallying up; just ripening like the tree that does not force its sap and endures the storms of spring without fearing that summer will not come.  But it will come.  It comes, however, only to the patient ones who stand there as if all eternity lay before them—vast, still, untroubled.  I learn this every day of my life, I learn it from hardships I am grateful for: patience is all.  –
Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Patience, that long-suffering word, is
for our time, a holy place
where we can plant our yearnings
alongside hope and persistence,
like a garden planted in a neighborhood of despair.   
I long for the time when my country moves toward sanity,
When health care is declared a right for all,
When climate change is taken seriously,
When God and Caesar are not confused,
When vulgarity is not rewarded,
When Jesus no longer weeps. . . .  

 . . . to continue reading, click here


Black Bean Brownies and Grace (Redux)

“I can resist everything but temptation.” -Oscar Wilde 

(Note: This is an older post with a brand new recipe!)


Like most people, I strive to be reasonably fit. I walk religiously, eat my vegetables, and sometimes even do yoga. But I have a serious weakness, a secret yearning for what can only be called the dark side.

By dark, I am speaking literally, for I find that I can resist everything but chocolate. In more youthful, disciplined days, I would nibble only on small pieces of severely dark chocolate so bitter that I felt rather saintly; but as I mellow with age, I find myself drawn back to the sweeter confections that I loved as child, before saintly self-denial set in. I’m talking chocolate brownies, chocolate chip cookies, chocolate cake, gooey-filled chocolates, and that devil of darkness: fudge. Oh, sweet chocolate, forbidden one, how I yearn for you! I could write sonnets to your name, and I dream of stolen moments . . .

And then, one day, out of the blue, from some mysterious outpost on the internet, along comes a recipe for a relatively “healthy” chocolate brownie that tastes (surprisingly) delicious and can be eaten in broad daylight.

Oh, but it was not love at first sight! I was highly skeptical. The ingredients put me off. How can something called “Black Bean Brownies” (see recipe below) be any good? It sounds ridiculous, counter-intuitive, jolting—beans and chocolate? Together? In a brownie? Was this a joke? . . . . To read the entire post (and get the recipe!) click here.