Author Archives: Christiana McQuain
Love Makes a Bridge: Where is the Love? part 2
I have always been a relatively optimistic person. I see the silver linings in situations, I see hope on even the farthest horizon, and I believe that people are inherently good, at the core. I abhor injustice, and I break … Continue reading
Blessings: and Pain
I am finding it difficult to write about blessings this morning. Blessings. When the killing of Alton Stirling permeates the news. Many more words have already been and will continue to be published by writers who are many times more … Continue reading
Blessings: and Nationalism
In recent years, every year on the 4th of July, I watch A Capitol Fourth from the sofa in my living room. It is the annual public, televised celebration of Independence Day held in Washington, D.C.. I enjoy the heartfelt … Continue reading
Blessings: Evening Meditation
“So if you’re worried and you can’t sleep, just count your blessings instead of sheep. And you’ll fall asleep counting your blessings.” ~ Lyric by Irving Berlin Even in a world that seems consumed with strife, even in the … Continue reading
Listening: Howling at the Moon
Sometimes my dog jumps up from where he is sitting in the house and begins barking frantically. My initial inclination, still, is to shush him and admonish him for “barking at nothing”. But I always stop myself. I am aware … Continue reading
Listening: Whose Headphones?
For quite a few years, something called a “Silent Disco” has been gaining popularity. It’s a party at which there are several DJs playing different music, and all of the guests wear headphones, each with the ability to individually control … Continue reading
Who Are You Listening To?
When you were born, there was only one Voice. It whispered from inside your heart, and it sang to you of your own divinity. Very quickly the noise of the world began to take great pains to drown out the … Continue reading
Listening: and Silence
One of the reasons I appreciate silence is my acute awareness of how very uncommon it is. I grew up in New York City. There, the opportunity to commune with silence is not just rare, it’s nonexistent. There is a … Continue reading
January 22 – The Muses: MLK and Love
I am very much a First Principle kind of girl. Honoring the inherent worth and dignity of every individual is extremely important to me, and I strive to be a living example of this in my own daily life. Accordingly, … Continue reading