9/11

On the eve of 9/11/19, I sit quietly on my couch in my home, but as always when this anniversary comes, my heart breaks.  As I scroll through Facebook with all of the photos from that day being repeated because it’s the anniversary, I cry.  I can’t help myself.

I cry for the losses that so many suffered.  I cry for their families.  I cry because the night before, this eve before 9/11/2001, no one knew how life would be changed so irrevocably for our nation.

The tragedy of 9/11 still haunts the hearts, minds and souls of so many of us.  Even as  the years have passed, eighteen to be exact, the anniversary of 9/11 holds a sadness that hasn’t been forgotten.

We have learned that life can change in a moment’s notice.  All that we have known can be obliterated and we have to pick up the pieces as best we can when this happens.  My prayers are with each of you who have been touched by 9/11.

We have heard the tragic stories from those who were there at Ground Zero.  Many survivors have recounted their experiences.  We have been told of the amazing courage that so many people showed.  We have seen strangers bonded in the wake of this tragedy.  In some form or another, we have all been touched by this event.

Please, tell your loved ones how you feel.  Count your blessings.  Be grateful for this peaceful moment.  Send out your heartlight energy to fill the world with love and compassion.  Tomorrow is not guaranteed to any of us.  That is why we must hold tenderly The Presents of Presence.

Tonight, as I lay my head upon my pillow, I pray for us all.

Shine On!

xo

Sept 11

Do you remember where you were seventeen years ago today?  I remember my Mom telling me that everyone knew where they were when JFK was shot.  Now I believe our generational history continues with “Where were you on 9/11?”

Because it seems to me, most of the people of a certain age know full well where they were when they heard about the tragedy that occurred on September 11, 2001.  In our area especially, we know of families who lost loved ones, who endured unspeakable tragedy and who witnessed the atrocities associated with that day.  They are ever emblazoned on many hearts, minds and souls.

There is also another side to the tragedy when we try to look at the light of compassion, of helpfulness, of unity that occurred through that experience.  Strangers helping strangers.  People going beyond their limits to save someone else.  All of the unmistakable soulful connections that came from the irrevocable losses that occurred from the tragedy.

Remembering those whom we lost as the bells toll in NYC today, the names read of those souls who were unable to return home to their loved ones that day.  The unfurling of our flag at the Pentagon Memorial in Arlington, VA.  The tears that many of us still shed on this day, even so many years later.

There’s a heaviness in the air today as the skies weep rain.  Those whom we lost are never forgotten.  Those heroes who gave their lives to help others.  Their angelic light continues to remain in the memories of our hearts.

May God Bless Us All.

Shine On!

xo

Hero – Word of the Day