Unity Charlottesville

Chainsaw and jacket repaired! So many success stories already at today’s Cville TimeBank Repair Cafe! We are here until 4 pm

Today! Bring your broken stuff between noon and 4 pm. Volunteers will try to fix it 💪🏽

Repair Cafes fix broken stuff at no charge, keeping consumer products out of landfills Thousands of Repair Café events have taken place in more than 40 countries, promoting sustainability, skill-sharing, and community connection.

We💞our volunteers! Creating beauty wherever they go 💪🏽🦋 Thank you Stephen Tavares & Christine Lotze!

Don't toss it! Fix it! Bring your stuff to Unity Charlottesville for the Cville TimeBank's REPAIR CAFE Saturday June 20th noon-4 PM! Volunteers will do their best to repair your bike, jewelry, household items, etc. https://www.facebook.com/events/2426306994538234

Let's talk about shame, shall we? This Sunday Rev. Kate Adamson discusses "Better uses for fig leaves" in her Sunday talk-- a look at Genesis 3:7, in which Adam and Eve realize they are naked and sew fig leaves into coverings. Join us at 10:30 online and in person for this provocative message. At noon, stay for fellowship and the opening reception of the art show, Faces of the Divine Feminine," featuring works by Cindy Haney, MS and Stegmeier.

This weekend, community & connection Sunday June 14th 2-4 PM at Forest Hills Park. All are welcome! Free food, games, art... With Bahá'ís of Charlottesville

Happy Pride Month 🏳️‍🌈 💜
And on a Monday*, there came to be wildflowers,
because of course they are a Monday people:
prodigious, pearlificent, angiosperm
(which is to mean they contain within them
multitudes – anther and stigma).
Eighty, ninety percent of what is
green and growing, so much of which
we take into our human bodies.
And on a Tuesday*, there came to be clownfish
and mollusks and ribbon eels who are born male,
who sometimes, if strong enough, if very fortunate,
transfigure, as expected, and become female.
(And in the afternoon, there hopped along grass frogs,
whose older females at times become male.)
And on a Thursday*, because they take their time,
came snails, whose s*xual expression can change
with the weather, with the times, with the presence
of one another.
If in that, you heard me say, "It can change on a whim,"
I invite you to re-read and remember, sweet friend,
this is snails we're talking about, and every decision
takes too long to be made by what we call
whimsy.
And on a Friday* came and perched a cardinal
blood-red on one side, breath-pink on the other.
And penguins and gulls and snow monkeys and swans
who partner, sometimes for life, sometimes with someone
of their same s*x.
And on a Saturday* arose whole ecosystems
who grow in canopy soils, in the strata of clouds,
and that evening – the marsh, the delta, the tide pool,
neither land nor sea, male nor female, light nor dark.
*These days of the week are purely suggestive, not literal
By Ophelia Hu Kinney
Posted by The BTS Center and shared by Unity EarthCare Alliance

"And on a Tuesday*, there came to be clownfish
and mollusks and ribbon eels who are born male,
who sometimes, if strong enough, if very fortunate,
transfigure, as expected, and become female."

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Read or listen to the rest of the poem on our Substack: The Delta. Link in the comments.

Craving community & connection grounded in love for earth, self, and others? Join us all this month for food, music, playfulness, art, and hands-on neighbors-helping-neighbors.