If you missed Sunday, but would like to know what happened, here is a link to the full service.
https://westforkuu.org/2016/03/28/sunday-april-3-2016/
Namaste,
Cricket
If you missed Sunday, but would like to know what happened, here is a link to the full service.
https://westforkuu.org/2016/03/28/sunday-april-3-2016/
Namaste,
Cricket
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Today is Good Friday. For our Christian friends this is a day of remembrance, meditation, and focusing on the dark times. Holy Week is in many ways the spiritual embodiment of the turn from Winter into Spring. It is about how the darkness is necessary to bring the light.
This theme of coming through the darkness and into the light as a better version of one’s self is a theme through many religions. The winter is often dark and brooding. We suffer through the cold and dark, not realizing what it does to us. We don’t always see the work that we do within our spirit during that time, whether it is the actual season or a dark time in our lives. When Spring returns we rejoice and dance. We often do not see the transformation in ourselves. For those who are in a dark time, the picture below helped me a lot and I hope it helps you as well. Spring is just around the corner.

Spring and Easter are often billed as for the children. I think it is because they get a lot of joy out of the season. I found a page that has 25 butterfly crafts and one that has 15 indoor/outdoor activities for spring. Yes, they are designed for children, but they are also designed for parents or grandparents to do with the children. Sometimes doing crafts can be a very meditative process. For those that prefer coloring here is a butterfly mandala to color. I hope that these simple things will bring you joy. Perhaps they can help you find the light in your dark time. Perhaps they can help you realize the growth you have made. Perhaps they will just bring you joy and that is all I wish for anyone.
Namaste,
Cricket
An interview with UU minister Rev. Erik Martínez Resly “an interfaith child who grew up to become an inspired community leader” and Lead Organizer of The Sanctuaries, a racially and religiously diverse arts community in Washington, DC.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/susan-katz-miller/when-interfaith-kids-grow_b_8959626.html
Another story honoring Mister Rogers.
Several friends have shared this photo of Mister Rogers and Officer Clemmons cooling their feet together in a pool, and I wanted to learn more about it, especially on this day, the first day of Spring, which also happens to be Fred Rogers’ birthday.
Several months after Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated, when riots were erupting in black neighborhoods across the nation, Fred Rogers approached Francois Clemmons after hearing him sing in a church. He asked him to join him on his show, to be a police officer, which was a radical idea at that time – a black police officer keeping families safe in the Neighborhood.
Clemmons would remember:
“I grew up in the ghetto. I did not have a positive opinion of police officers. Policemen were siccing police dogs and water hoses on people. And I really had a hard time putting myself in that role. So I was not excited about being Officer Clemmons at all.”
But, he trusted Fred Rogers, and in August 1968, Francois Clemmons debuted as Officer Clemmons on Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood (MRN). He would become the first African-American to have a recurring role on a kids TV series, and he would continue to have that role for the next 25 years.
Which brings us to the famous scene. It was 1969, shortly after the first anniversary of the assassination of Dr. King, when Mister Rogers on a hot day invited Officer Clemmons to join him in soaking his feet in a wading pool.
Clemmons remembers: “He invited me to come over and to rest my feet in the water with him.” He continued, with emotion, “The icon Fred Rogers not only was showing my brown skin in the tub with his white skin as two friends, but as I was getting out of that tub, he was helping me dry my feet.”
Many people saw this as a symbolic message from Mister Rogers, a radical idea at the same time when the news also featured a white man throwing acid into a “whites only” motel pool to rid the pool of black swimmers.
But, it wasn’t anything new for Mister Rogers. When the show went national in 1979, when a white backlash against the civil rights movement was occurring, Mister Rogers received a visit at home from Mrs. Saunders, an African American teacher, and a small interracial group of her students, showing that at least in this Neighborhood, white and black neighbors can live peacefully together.
In 1975, Mister Rogers would also introduce Mayor Maggie, a character played by African American actor Maggie Stewart, who would become King Friday’s political equal and even had the assistance of a white underling, Associate Mayor Aber (played by the blond and blue-eyed Chuck Aber).
Years later, in 1993, Officer Clemmons would make his last appearance on MRN, and, in a touching moment, Mister Rogers would again invite Officer Clemmons, again joining Rogers at a wading pool in the front yard. This time, two grown men, one white, one black, as they soaked their feet together, discussed and sang a song about the different ways people say “I love you.”
Clemmons would remember that the scene touched him in a way he hadn’t expected.
As they said their goodbyes, with Mister Rogers thanking Officer Clemmons for joining him, Officer Clemmons would emotionally respond, thanking Mister Rogers and saying:
“I like being a human being right here and now.”
Composed by Keith Mesecher for the “Cosmos” celebrations at First Unitarian Universalist Church of San Diego. The Cosmic All Stars performed all 5 songs live at the world’s first “Evolutionary Revival” February 2008
Prelude Mother Spirit Father Spirit
Norbert Čapek, sung by Waco UUC
Welcome
Today we are celebrating our Flower Communion, which was created by Dr. Norbert Čapek for the Liberal Religious Fellowship he founded in Prague, then Czechoslavakia, in 1925, and which became the largest Unitarian Church in the world. He sought a ceremony that would celebrate love and community and the interdependent web of life and love among a new and diverse congregation drawn from many backgrounds, and which would be a celebration not tied to any older religious ceremonies, which many of his congregation had rejected. Nearly a hundred years later, it is celebrated by Unitarian Universalist congregations everywhere. Continue reading
Prelude:
Welcome:
This morning we have treat for you. Some of our young people have worked together to prepare this morning’s service.
Come into this circle of community. Come into this sacred space. By Andrew Pakula
Come into this circle of community. Come into this sacred space.
Be not tentative. Bring your whole self!
Bring the joy that makes your heart sing.
Bring your kindness and your compassion.
Bring also your sorrow, your pain.
Bring your brokenness and your disappointments.
Spirit of love and mystery; help us to recognize the spark of the divine that resides within each of us.
May we know the joy of wholeness.
May we know the joy of being together.
We, and all the congregations in our new Appalachian Cluster (Marietta, OH, the New River Fellowship in Beckley, the UU Fellowship of Huntington, and the UU Congregation of Charleston), have been invited to the annual gathering of the UUCWV at Kanawha State Forest on Memorial Day weekend. There is camping, and they have generously offered home hospitality if you don’t want to camp.
More information soon.
Ostara is the pagan holiday celebrating the Spring Equinox.
Blessing from A Book of Pagan Prayer
The snow sinks back into the Earth,
there to nourish the sleeping life
that waits patiently for its time come.
Goddess of spring, you have performed this miracle through many ages.
Transform, again, the frozen white into the pliant green.
Work, again, the ancient magic,
and bring spring to our land.
Blessings on the holy day.
Namaste,
Cricket