Author Archives: Christiana McQuain
Sheltering Walls: Feeling at Home
Almost fifteen years ago, after moving to Georgia, I was in search of a spiritual community in which to raise my children. I still recall stepping into the foyer of UUCG for the first time. The people were warm and … Continue reading
The Threshold: Right and Wrong
I woke up this morning knowing that I’m right. Something was said, and I disagreed with every fiber of my being and I had to stop listening before the depth of the wrongness pervaded beyond where it hung in the … Continue reading
The Threshold: Between Sleeping and Waking
I read somewhere a long time ago the suggestion that when you wake spontaneously “much too early” (at two thirty or three a.m.), you should stay up and pay attention to what comes into your consciousness because – whether it … Continue reading
January 1 – The Threshold: The New Year
This new day dawns and with it, a New Year, both heavy and light with potential. Fresh and ripe and juicy, opportunity is within reach. In truth, it is always within reach, but the calendar gives us permission today to … Continue reading
The Kitchen: Fire and Knives
Even when we feel in control of the fire, even when we’re adept at handling the knives, it takes courage to step into the kitchen to wield these potentially lethal instruments. Even when we think we know how the dish … Continue reading
The Kitchen: Bread Magic
Baking bread from scratch is an act of diligence, faith, and extreme patience. I have found nothing as centering as the task of baking bread. It is an investment of time and energy and focus – deep thought and deep … Continue reading
The Kitchen: What We Bring to the Table
I hate my kitchen. Years ago, when I first set foot in this kitchen as a prospective home buyer, it was the thing I liked least about this house. It is old (the house was built in the late 80s), … Continue reading