Standing Here

Oh, I so don’t want to do this, Lord. I want to sit in the back, shut my eyes, shutter my ears, close my mouth, still my voice. And yet, I cannot. You compel me, you urge me, you call me out. You tell me, in no uncertain terms, to stand up. To stand up and speak. To stand beside the mothers whose brown boys have been violently taken from them To stand beside the … [Read More]



Stay Low, Stay Low, Go Slow

It's the time of the year when we journey to the birth of the Light of the World, but this year my thoughts, particularly, are on shadows. My Shadow Self has to … [Read More]


Seeing Ourselves: Good News for Girls

How We See Ourselves "You don't have to have pink toys if you're a girl … That was the olden days. Now it's 2014. Catch up, people." How Girls Really Feel about … [Read More]



The Sweetest Journey

I have so much to do. [Shoulders creep up.] How am I going to get it all done in time? [Shoulders in knots.] I’m never going to get it all done in time. … [Read More]


I Have No Right?

I sat on our balcony, the one that was ours for a week. The ocean glistened for miles around me, seemingly endless in its expanse. Jagged rows of peach and yellow … [Read More]

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The Red Couch: 2015 First Quarter Books

What an amazing first year The Red Couch has had! Thank you so much to everyone who has participated thus far. As a reminder, today is the last day to fill out our first Reader Survey. If you haven't had a chance to fill it out yet, we'd much appreciate … [Read More]


November Zine: Global Meet-ups + Gorgeous Words

Oh loves, I did it again. I went out of town at the end of the month and created this zine from an unfamiliar living room in a new state. (I should add that it was a very cozy living room with a strong wifi signal.) This zine is a celebration of our … [Read More]


The Divine Work of Freedom

I can tell you that my faith falls short sometimes. That my prayers come out weak and full of disclaimers. I can tell you that I don’t always believe in miracles. I can tell you that I selfishly want prayers to be answered so my own journey can be … [Read More]


We Are Not Our Ideas

I consider myself fortunate to have known God from a young age. Although I am told God remains constant, my perception of God has certainly morphed through various stages of my life. When I was a child, God was a parent figure, protecting me, keeping me … [Read More]


Journey to Life

Soft sand slid under his feet. The air was pure and fragrant, redolent with the life it carried as he breathed it deep into his lungs, his body rapidly regaining its strength with every step. He felt the life-blood coursing again through his veins, and … [Read More]