First Unitarian has become something of a home base, and the Unitarian Universalist faith the language I use to make sense of the feeling of walking a hundred roads as one. Since becoming a member, I’ve learned from Buddhist Monks and Wiccan Priests, talked at length with Indigenous elders, sat at Shabbat tables and danced with dervishes, but First is always the place I come back to, to put it all together. I’ve never been particularly good at sitting still. For people like me, who spend so much of our time wandering, having a home to come back to is truly an extraordinary feeling.
— Juensung Kim, June 2020
Testimony of Catherine Lake, March 14, 2021
Life Suspended One warm September Saturday, our car was stopped on the 401 highway with thousands of westbound travellers. My Karen and our six-year-Nigel onboard, the speeding traffic had abruptly […]
Reflection I am usually pretty comfortable speaking publicly, but I won’t lie… I’m feeling pretty nervous about doing this… addressing what is quite possibly the MOST polarizing, MOST incendiary topic […]