With profound sympathy for those who were lost and those who have lost them, I am inspired by the words of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Only light conquers darkness. Only love conquers hate.
I keep thinking of the people that died. And the people that lost them.
If they had one more day together, I imagine that they would spend every minute loving and forgiving one another as much as they could.
I did not have a close loved one in those towers, but it seems impossible to envision anything but love flowing in and out of a reunion between the people who died and their beloveds here on earth.
Violence is like gravity to loss-it sucks us in and holds us fast, spinning our thoughts away from the soul-piercing sadness that comes with our collective grief about our loved ones and the perceived loss of the possibility of world peace.
I say perceived, because as a possibility for humanity, peace always exists.
So does love.
Love is a powerful force, not an ineffective feeling.
Nonviolence has been proven to be more effective than violence time and time again, yet we keep getting back on the nauseatingly fast-spinning carnival ride of war.
I walk through cemeteries whenever I can and listen. I swear, this is what I hear:
Today, I will reflect on the beautiful words of Saint Francis:
Make me an instrument of your peace
Where there is hatred, let me sow your love.
Have a peaceful Friday, and thank you so much for reading.
(And I have great respect for all viewpoints regarding this important date in our shared history. I humbly request that you take what you like and leave the rest. Thank you.)