Love is something not so easily discussed these days yet it is the foundation to breaking groundless hate. This was something that stuck me at Shabbat on August 10th. The frank discussion over the state of the nation, world, and community is general was refreshing and honest. The willingness of people to see beyond the groundless hate (Sinat Chinam) and look at the solution was needed.

The conclusion was love, understanding, acceptance, and diversity is the core to changing groundless hate. We are all have the ability to share the blessing of ourselves with each other. We need to understand the strength of the heart is greater than these continuing acts against love.

Practice ceaseless love (ahavat chinam) and be ready and willing to be that person that sees the power of ceaseless love and use that love wastefully. Love can only grow when it is done so and groundless hate will lose its strength.

Open Doors

We spend our lives not trying doors. We assume they are locked to us. We assume have no right to enter as we know the choices we had in the past could force them closed. We believe society with our placement in it. We see through their eyes and not our own.

When we decide we are tired of all the “locked” doors, we try them and our own doubts make them locked to us. We feel the injustice and it travels into the core of our being. We fight the desire to not open the “locked” doors. We fight the words embedded into us of why we can’t open the “locked” doors.

This fight, the desire, is the faith in ourselves coming to life. The fight is the spirit of our creator, calling us to do the work of the Universe. It is self-love that grows and reminds us we are not our doubts but our strengths instilled by our creator. It is only then that these “locked” doors open. It is then you see the beauty and strength of you.


Time marches

You see a piece yourself

Changing into someone different -

The chapter is closing…

The new chapter begins…

Don’t fear it

Trust the journey

and watch the chapters change.

Growth is a beautiful thing…

Photo: Short Mountain Rio, WV Lot 7

Photo: Short Mountain Rio, WV Lot 7

Slience Calling...

Silence Calling…

Like a song in the night

in harmony in the stars

Silence Calling…

Like the purr of a cat

warming your lap

Silence Calling…

Like the breath of a rainbow

dancing in the sky

Silence Calling…

Like the prayers of the spirit

calling our creator

Silence Calling… (repeat)

Inspiration from playing on piano keys after service…Sunday 7/21

The Scream

That moment inside of you when your voice becomes this twisted sound like that of the walls closing in and there is no way out.  You know what it is and understand it is growth.  Growth is not only in our bodies but also in our spirit.  We cannot sit in the same place day after day and not be affected by growth.  Yet so many hear that scream and let it scream into silence. 

My scream is to speak out and not on the page.  My story is screaming at me.  It seeks to be alive and as I seeks life, I find life.  My eyes see the lost screams who have covered it, they think it is noise.  I feel and see their “noise” and I do no want to see the scream as being noise.  I want to listen and respect it, and use it to be the vehicle of change.

Change is so important to the growth of the Universe.  The Universe is a massive opportunity to embrace the idea of human connectivity.  Yet we continue to scream over each other.  Our individual screams do the same thing.  It needs to stop.  We need to stop! 

  The screaming will only continue if we don’t listen.  The screaming is the knowledge there is more.  Let that more come out and be.  It understands the power of growth and change, and it pushes you to be where and who you need to be.  Listen and take the risk; be present in the opportunity that the Universe is offering.

Footnote: Prayer is a way that we listen our screaming, and prayer is growth and change.  


The moment when my scream was silenced and I was listening, and when prayer was my scream.  The words came!

Winds of Change

The wind blows over you and you feel the breeze. It is a sweet smell that dances into your being. You feel it’s call and follow the it. The revolution speaks and you know the journey as you have felt it. You feared to follow!

You climb the wind and follow it in your mind. Your mind knows the moment and embraces it. Your mind knows the plan and the fearful being must address the caged feeling that grows. Your being no longer wants to stare at the purple triangles or the open sky, and wonder.

The winds of change can come in the smallest of moments, and those moments can grow into infinity opportunities. If you ride that wind, the fearfulness will appear and tell you to return to purple triangles and open sky as they are only dreams.

If you ride that wind, trust its sweetness and travel into the purple triangles, letting your mind travel through the red and blue making purple come to life. If you follow beyond the purple triangle, let the open sky carry you. Put your fingers out and feel the wet paint of change. Put your being in the wind and fly through the open sky and talk with the clouds.

The winds of change knows your name and whispers are now songs. Trust the change and the clouds will share their secrets. The bright light will shine and fearfulness will see the winds of change as universal love. Follow, ride, touch, feel, and see…the Winds are Calling!

September 9th, 2017 by Erine Sedicum

September 9th, 2017 by Erine Sedicum

Making Our Journey




Develop tools

Learn lessons

Seek growth


Treasure time

Enlist support


Receive new ideas

Build new thoughts

Accept human diversity

Know the power of our positions


Are present

Encourage strength

Use vision

Seek hope

Explore possiblities

We are important in life’s journey!

We are the village and the village has come…

We cannot let ourselves get lost.

We must make our journey.

We must make our journey!


Music is powerful and one line can say it all:

I will raise you up on eagle’s wing

My blue boat home

Sing, Sing a song

Country roads take me home

You with the sad eyes

i hope you dance

How sweet the sound

Call me, Call line

I see your true colours

A candle in the wind

Chances are when I wear a silly grin

Blue, blue, blue suede shoes

Let it be, Let it be

Let me hide myself in thee

You can have a good meal

Tomorrow night, tomorrow night

Let the sun shine

Climb every mountain

You look happy to meet me

It’s my party

Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

The day the music died.

Music is everything and we all need it…

Come, Come whomever you are

Wonder, worshiper, and lover of leaving

Ours is no caravan of despair

Come yet again come <3

Please enjoy music…

And make more <3

Some Mountains

Some mountains we climb by choice

because we want something better…

Some mountains we have no choice

because that is a fact of life…

What we need to do

is not fear asking for -

Asking for HELP or a hand up.



A million voices screaming in unity and no one is listening to anyone: We are all focused on ourselves and our own pain and struggle. We cannot hear that we need each other.

Chris and I were discussing disconnect as a general discussion. We came to one central point and that was the challenges of disconnection. The one point was the challenges of a single woman with disabilities and a single mother with disabilities caring for children who also have disabilities. We discussed that we live in disconnection and that we are a self-supporting system. While we have the emotional support of the community, practical support is absent so much of the time. But, practical support is what we truly need.

We do not have the luxury of a two-parent household, extended family, or Community Support for our daily nurturing. We understand the challenges and face the million voices alone. When we attempt to discuss are disconnected we come up with misunderstanding because of the additional support mechanisms that single individuals or single parents do not receive. We were left trying to figure out how we could get people to understand our challenges and how our challenges affect relationships around us. Even attempting to show others what we must handle on a regular basis overwhelms them and they pull back rather than understanding how they might offer support. Even asking for help often is met with general recommendations rather than personal offers or personal connections that might solve the issue.

In reflecting on our conversation, Wednesday morning, I recalled the statement of another friend who said that there is no such thing as being disconnected. The problem is we are overly connected to things that blind us to those needed connections and it is worse than any disease that medical science can come up with. It breaks the fibers that build the foundation of love. The disconnect causes people to not see the strength and beauty of love, therefore Humanity is getting lost. Disconnection closes the foundation of love. The questions that came to my mind were who is willing to open up and listen to the millions of voices screaming in unison and understand the challenges of disconnection.

Who is willing?

Thank You

Thank you is underestimated.  People don’t stop to be thankful for each other.  We need more of this.

Here is my “Thank You” List:
1. My church community for being presence in my life and helping to ground me. (Evolve & UCCA)
2. Wayne Schwandt for sharing his reflections and Original Blessing.
3. Eve and John Hurwitz for being friends that became chosen family.
4. Friends that make me see that friendship is not need based but spiritually based.
5. Chris Wilson for her open ear even with her busy schedule.
6. Family that is in present in spirit.  
7. The opportunity of many people that pass through that I will never know.
8. Those who have passed that remind me my journey is one I need to keep alive.
9. The random moments of when all you can do is embrace and learn.
10.  The divine-ness of the Universe for the awe of this.

Thank You <3 <3 <3 

The Church is...

The church is brick, glass, wood, nails, plumbing, doors, and furniture. The church is the center of our activities and it will be the center. The church is a building! The church is one part and can easier disappear.

The community is open, large, supportive, present, and connected. We hope that community is like that! We hope that we can be that blessing called community and not closed hearts. Yet the church can close their hearts and community is a small circle.

Let us be a place to gather together as community and church. Let us use our bodies and minds as a building where we embrace the spirit of community and the security of the building within us. We can be a church community anywhere.

Let us go to the playground and share a smile: “Church” community

Let us help a strange lost in our community: “Church” community

Let us give back to the people around us: “Church” community

Let us share a meal with family and friends: “Church” community

Let us engage each other with support and love through our challenges…”Church” community

Let us be a church to each other…Let us <3 <3 <3…


I close my eyes and feel like I can touch the stars.

I imagine I am counting the textured bark of the tree.

I travel to a place in my mind & spirit called My Happy Space.

I stand by the ocean and talk with the waves.

I embrace the laughter of a child.

I seek out what others call ordinary.

I make time to volunteer my energy outside of myself.

I let the Sun and its warmth drink over me and travel into reflection.

I fall into moments of trance at the pattern of the rain.

I stand in a circle and hold hands for a moment of thought.

This is all a form of Prayer.

This is called the Power of 💘!!!

Changing Course

My boat was stuck and it was going in circles. I would tell my mind the places were new but my mind knew better. My sails grew weary of the same winds and I refused to see so I compensated by getting oars. These oars just made me more frustrated. I crashed into the beach and fell to the ground. My Cries for help seemed fruitless or so I thought.

The Winds of Change came quick and the storm that I thought would take me out picked me up. There in the winds I landed in a new place and what was familiar seemed pointless. I found the hope I was looking for and the opportunities lost to the same old winds. This is what change feels like and this what change is. The most fearful thing is standing still. I see questions now looking for answers; let change happen.

Can We Go Back (After We Have Changed)?

We have Climbed,

Fallen Down,

Gotten Up,

Started Over

Learned from our lessons.

Can We Go Back?

We have Expressed,



Acted on what We

Learned and Saw.

Can We Go Back?

We have Encountered,




Experienced Human Bonds.

Can We Go Back?

When We Can

If We Could

Would We, Should We…

Can We Go Back?

Wayne Schwandt

These years have passed quickly and what seems like a lifetime is only 4 years of words remembered, laughter, original blessing, and our potluck conversations with some meals being less than balanced. Wayne, your energy and spirit, still flows through our hearts. Your messages have new audiences and they will never know the power of your voice but we do. You were welcoming and warmth, reminding us we were not original sin but a blessing.

All of us have changed and our places in our spirit and temple have adjusted. We climbed mountains and got through valleys because we found our chosen family in our gatherings. This is true even if some of us do not see each other eye-to-eye, we are still family. Thank you Wayne. Thank you for your vision and drive to see the power of loving wastefully. Thank you for your words that would shake the trees of their nuts and plant new thoughts. Thank you for for all encompassing love that still grows within all of our beings.

I still miss your warm encompassing hugs that felt like pure unfiltered love coming through. I still miss those unfiltered moments of being straightforward with us and letting the truth drop of our thirsty beings. I enjoyed the openness of our discussion groups and miss the challenging of what society calls normal. I loved the physical and mental/spiritual breaks from the daily drama of life. Again, thank you for your vision and for sharing your vision with us.

(((This is my HUG to you, Wayne.)))

Love Always,


Christmas Party 2014 &amp; the Snowman

Christmas Party 2014 & the Snowman

Reflections from Easter Services...

The Words came out

He understood

They understood

It is a connection…

The Journey.

Truth is an enemy

to those that do not have sight

and discomfort is a price,

yet through discomfort

comes Love in the Garden

of the Spirit.

With discomfort life comes

and that bond is build,

Simply Breathing,

the Gift of Letting Go

and Renewal of Love.

With life comes concerns

and those concerns


around and under,

Letting feelings of Abandonment,

Longing, and Acceptance

through the ability to Lament.

Lamenting has power

and that understanding will

discover that Thirst is present.

For without Thirst,

there is no desire to Seek,

Seeking is action and service;

for which

the Mission that was set forth

can be Completed,

making the Reconnection

to what matters most.

Yet many want to try

and carry the load


when what is needed

is the Relationship.


By the strength of an Upmost

Forever Being Made of Love,

this plane feeling

of the daily crucifixion

can have Hope that Breakthroughs

are not Lost but Given.

“Wholeness is Love.”

Definition Of A Life

It’s almost seems that we are defining Jesus’s life in pieces of a puzzle. It is like someone decided which had more value, thinking only of their purpose. We focus on his birth and his walk into “death.” The middle has missing pieces, which seems lost to time.

The only difference between Jesus and Humankind is we don’t receive “death” like that. Our being disappears in a box of names of lost DNA. Our being could become pieces of a puzzle only or just a name, The challenge of defining a life is for most of Humankind will only see a piece or pieces. This does not tell the whole story. The pieces are lost. Humankind cannot understand why their lives are in pieces yet we have a higher expectation of Jesus’s life.

Jesus’s life had the same challenges of Humankind. I’m sure he did not understand that his purpose was a greater one. The pieces had to be rediscovered. They had to be placed in order so understanding could occur. Once he understood, he accepted the purpose.

How does this fit into Humankind? We have the same challenges which are the missing pieces and expectations of others and ourselves. We don’t understand and we want to understand yet it remains a mystery. We wonder how we define a life, WE DO!

Here is what we know, we all have an Universal Father and Mother. We know Our Universal Father and Mother have expectations of us. They understand our puzzle pieces. They understand our lives and the required adjustable paths. The expectation of defining a life is unreasonable. The best we can do is to understand what the Divine means for us to understand. Jesus’s life had a purpose and the Divine, Our Universal Father and Mother, wanted this to be known.

“Life is to be lived, and the pieces will come.”

Erine Sedicum 4/16/19


I have spent my life learning about God and how I thought I knew God. God was always this mysterious being that was always present but almost untouchable unless you were in some special class of people. You had to prove that you were good enough to be of God. That concept lost me and I cannot understand why as it would seem that God is judging us. I understood that God does not judge yet that felt like the case.

Over time, I discovered text and experiences about God and how it was not a simple subject. God has many names and paths of connections to our universe and ourselves. We are united as God would not be able to be present if there were not people who could be delivers of what had to be done or said. Many will disagree if I were to say that God is also in living things beyond ourselves. God is everywhere and not the high superior being that can solve it all.

God gives us questions, answers, wisdom, and a plan of action to complete the tasks in our life plan and that path can change. We need not instruct Our Creator in what is expected as the tools are in the box, if we listen and seek the message meant for us. Fear is crippling us in the message that divine love is possible, and the most powerful gift given.

What is God, Our Creator, Holy One, and the divine to me? It is the idea that when I feel like my life has completely fallen apart, I don’t feel alone. When I need that reminder that I am not the screw-up that people thought I was, I see the light of pure beauty, yellow shining through the trees of my being. The strength to stand in front of the flames of struggle and learn to put that out. The ability to use the same flames to light the way for others. God is everywhere and God lives in Us.


We spend our lives making decisions. We decide where we live, what we eat, who we see, and what interests us. We quickly forget them sometimes, and make decisions without deciding the possible outcome. We think we have it together and something can go out of place and you are left with mayhem.

This story on Sunday was about decisions. It was a foolish decision to give up the security of home to take 1/2 of his father’a life, in theory, and try to go without guidance and support. It was about seeing the value in who remains and understanding that everyone is important to understanding and love. The interesting part was how the story lefts out all the character in the story. Pastor Ryan pointed out that there were no women in the story. How would a woman have adjusted the outcome of the story? The son made the decision and the father agreed.

There is no need to complete the story because we know the outcome yet everyday somewhere this story plays out and the imbalance is not lost on people of different cultures. The western culture calls it the young man’s problem, and the others (Russia, Arab, and Kenya) all see the situation around the young man. I asked someone from the India area and she pointed out the dissatisfaction. There are many answers but it comes down to decisions.

We all have to made them but the challenge is seeing the outcome in our decisions. Ask yourself about your decisions, and see how it benefits the quality of life for the people around you, your community, and your future. Think about your decisions and learn from seeing when decisions go wrong. Thank you Ryan for an important and open-minded look at the challenging story of the Prodigal Son.