Creating Spaces
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Care, Community and Spirituality: How We Hold It Together
Dear Beloved, How are you holding up? If you live in the Twin Cities, I know that like me, you have probably been feeling a lot of angst, sadness, and anger. The terrorization in our communities by our national government, constant surveillance, and increased violence, has left many of us feeling overwhelmed. In times like…
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3 Reasons to Step Into Your Calling as a Writer Today
At Aya Collective Publishing, we believe Black women’s stories are sacred. Our words carry humor, grace, candor—and truth. Through storytelling, we pass down eternal messages. We walk in the legacy of Zora Neale Hurston, Langston Hughes, James Baldwin, Toni Morrison, Nikki Giovanni, and so many others who used language to move heaven and earth—filling libraries…
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Elevating the Sacred In Our Writing Practice
In her work on Endarkened Feminist Epistemology (EFE), scholar Cynthia Dillard reminds us of the power of (re)membering through spiritual consciousness and sacred practice. For me, writing is one of those sacred practices. It calls me back to myself, helping me gather the pieces I have been seduced to forget. Through writing, I hear my…
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Sacred Saturdays with Jean Loyd
Last week, Aya Collective Publishing hosted our second Sacred Saturday’s session of 2025 with Jean Loyd. Sister Jean is a writer and a contributing author to our latest anthology, Finding the Voice Within. Her piece, How the Hell Did I Get Here, is the work that every Black woman needs to read who is grappling…
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Upcoming Events with the Aya Collective
Teaching Tuesdays, November 29th Our Teaching Tuesday event featuring authors from the Let the Black Women Say Ase’ has been rescheduled for Tuesday, November 29 from 6 – 7.30 pm CST. Click on the link to register so that we know you are coming. Register. And if you haven’t already, don’t forget to get your copy of…
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Black Women’s Bodies and Sexuality
Some of the fondest memories of my childhood in Milwaukee, WI revolve around the Church. Between my grandmother, grandfather, and my mother – all who attended three different congregations – I had ample opportunity to encounter the divine. It was in my grandmother’s church, Evangel Assembly of God, where I first came to faith. It…
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