~ As I read headlines, blogs, or posts about how people will never forget the events of that day, I invite us all to hold that true. To remember and honor the lives of the innocent victims, the courageous people doing what they could to save lives, and the families left in the wake of devastation. Although the memory of all this does honor these people, the true honor comes in forgiving those who caused it. It’s only when we transcend hatred, fear, and oppression that we can move on to the love and peace that they deserve, and truly honor the lives taken. Otherwise, it’s all left in vain, for we become the very tyranny we oppose. Love can only come from accepting, understanding, and embracing hate. Not by fighting, avoiding or suppressing it. It’s from this platform that we must jump into the power of unconditional love, conscious of the hatred left behind. Until then, the cycle will continue. So in true honor of the events of September 11th, 2001, let’s be the love we wish to see in the world.
Archive for September, 2011
~ This has become one of my new favorite hearts. I noticed it one morning while on my power-walk (a quick morning walk, to wake me up before my meditation). I think this was a balloon that popped, half melted to the sidewalk. It looks much like we sometimes feel when someone or something bursts our little bubble. It can feel like our heart is glued to the floor, exposed for anyone and everyone to step on it. Oblivious to the pain, they just walk on by. Well when that happens, roll with the punches. Sooner or later, there’ll be some person passing by who will stop and notice the beauty in you. No matter how smashed up you may feel.