We’re home again, finally, and we’re not going anywhere for a while. It feels good to sleep in our own bed, without significant travel looming over us.
We had a wonderful time in San Francisco. We ventured into the brave new world (for us) of dim sum at Yank Sing. We loved Muir Woods, Crissy Field, the Golden Gate Bridge, and Stinson Beach. We bought all kinds of fun things in Haight-Ashbury. We decided that we would never again rent a car without hand controls; it’s not a good idea to set out on an adventure with the better driver relegated to the passenger seat.
Of course, for me the best part of our trip was taking the concrete step forward from aspirant status to candidacy. In their letter granting candidacy, the RSCC wrote, “You have made meaning out of the trauma and losses in your personal and professional life. You bring the gifts of your religious past to your present religious home, which we anticipate will benefit our denomination.”
I found these two sentences both deeply moving and oddly humbling.
In the RSCC interview, like the one with the MFC, the person being interviewed is asked to provide a “first question.” As someone transferring from another denomination, and as someone with a winding religious path, I chose the question, “Why the UUA?”
My answers all revolved around the idea of “home.” My initial experience of UUism as a big enough home, one that allows enough room for growth and change. The mission I see for the UUA, its responsibility to offer a home for the spiritually homeless (the “unaffiliated“). A place that helps us be the change we want to see in the world. A place to practice pluralism. Fertile ground for the non-theistic mysticism springing to life within me.
Home. Place. Ground.
I’m home again, finally, and I don’t plan to go anywhere that takes me from this spacious home.