I Need a Mother God

Right now, I need a Mother God. I have three, four, maybe even five mothers. One birthed me, raised me and gave me a place of Love from which I could be released into the world. She has surrendered me to God and the work in the world I feel compelled to do. She has […]

The Red Couch: Welcoming the Stranger Discussion

It was a small bolt of red cloth that captured the world’s attention. A tiny fragile body. Someone else’s child. In that moment of seeing, the stranger on the other side of the world became our neighbor. It shattered the illusion of distance and difference. We found common ground in our grief. The tragedy of the […]

Learning to Hug My Inner Child

I was standing at the threshold of my home. My broken family had gathered. I hurt. I hurt with the pain that made me want to run from my body. The ache was so painful, I feared I would shatter into a million pieces. That was the first time in my life I knew I would never […]

The Importance of Uncomfortable Stories

by Rebecca D. Martin I was attending the first meeting of a multi-ethnic group that meets in my city. The facilitator asked, “What is something you appreciate about your culture?” That’s a difficult question for most white Americans to answer. I have trouble pinning down just what my culture is without throwing it in relief […]

Showing Up When It Hurts

By Sarah Quezada | Twitter: @SarahQuezada When you’re three years old and King of the Tree House, there’s nothing better than slamming the trap door shut to keep out your big sister. I’m pretty sure that’s what my son Isaac was doing when his finger got in the way and he nearly took the tip clean […]