Near the end of his life, Buddha sat with his followers and offered a Dharma lesson that consisted entirely of silently twirling a flower. After some time, one of the monks, Mahakasyapa, smiled at the Buddha and he was named the Buddha’s spiritual heir. Was there a time when you marveled at a humble flower with such eyes? When was the last time you observed the humblest flowers, or stones, or cracks in the pavement in their uniqueness? When was the last time you looked at your partner, your kids, your friends in their uniqueness and in the wonder of the moment without judgment or analysis or words? Can you recall a time when you were truly still and present, allowing yourself to flower and be carried by the moment? Rev Robin Landerman Zucker, preaching with Worship Leader Patty W. Music from Mary R. and a Time for All Ages from Tara T. AV Services from Jon N. Spirited Conversations to follow

103rd anniversary of Flower Communion – more than a century of courageous blossoms. Bring a flower, take a flower.