The Sacrament of Ploppage
I wish I’d coined that. I’ve experienced it often, as it’s regularly practiced in this beloved community.
Writer Anne Lamott used the term in an interview, referring to the gift of finding your people. Those trusted, ineffably anchoring others who can plop down beside you in joy or suffering, in celebration or silence. No judgement, no formality—just loose-limbed, imperfect, open-hearted presence. In coffee shops, kitchens, or sanctuaries.This sacrament also joins us on walks together, a chance meeting in the shaving items aisle, in covenant groups or an auction activity like welding, where Ploppage occurs in protective gear. Just ask Carla.
When I first joined UCE years ago, I met Alice Swan for a Nominating & Recruiting meeting at her home. She made pies for us! Of course she did. I was dazzled that a mandatory confab had so much humanity and joy baked right in. I was used to meetings in conference rooms with artless bagels and powdered creamer. Dominance and performative purpose. Contracts. Side-eye and shushing. Anti-ploppage.
I honor Alice for all the creative and welcoming ways she impacted us. Her loss still feels impermissibly unfair.
A celebration of her life will be held in our sanctuary on Sunday, March 22 at 3:00pm.
May her husband Nick Wallin, and sons Rex and Enzo dwell in our continuous love and support.
As this newsletter arrives, spring has arrived as well. Earth steadfastly reminds us there’s wonder to behold, mud, and work to be done.
While Love in Action is our vigorous pledge* theme for our work this year, I believe that just hanging out together is also a force for good. May you find your people, and be the
person found by someone who needs exactly what you are. No disclaimers, shoes optional.
* Which reminds me, I’m late submitting my pledge. Busted! That’s next. If only to preserve the Sacrament of Ploppage for all who come after us.