Author Archives: Christiana McQuain

The Garden: Back to the Beginning

About 3.7 billion years ago, life came to be on the earth.  The Bible tells the story thus: In the beginning God created the Heaven and the Earth and the beasts of the fields and the fish of the seas, … Continue reading

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Journeys: Never Alone

“I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It’s not. The worst thing in life is to end up with people that make you feel all alone.” -Robin Williams, in World’s Greatest Dad … Continue reading

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Journeys: Transformative Journeys

Barbados, like all Caribbean destinations, is extraordinarily naturally beautiful.  The landscape, the beaches, the sea – all breathtaking.  Twenty-one years ago I had occasion to travel there for a professional assignment, and, although I didn’t realize it at the time, … Continue reading

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Journeys: Thirsty

Life on earth began in water, and all life on earth depends on water.  Our emergence from and reliance on water is one of the most tangible and deepest connections between all manner of life – from humans to puppies … Continue reading

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Journeys: Coming Home

The other day I read an article about a dog whose owner of several years had given her up to a shelter in order to accommodate new puppies in the household.  In short order, “Lady” escaped from the shelter and, … Continue reading

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Journeys: Where Are We Going?

When you set out on a physical journey, it helps to have a destination in mind, to know where you are headed so that you can recognize when you’ve arrived.  No matter how long the trip or circuitous the route, … Continue reading

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Departures: Waking Up

Every morning my alarm goes off at 4:30.  Well, it’s not really my alarm, it’s my husband’s. But it’s on my side of the bed.  And it doesn’t wake him up, it wakes me.  And then I wake him.  Repeatedly.  … Continue reading

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