Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Common ground

I'm about 9/11'ed out. This anniversary was different than the others somehow, it's like suddenly everyone agreed to relive it. Two major motion pictures, a TV mini-series, and online feeds of it as it was happening makes me wonder, is this how the human mind tries to make sense of things?

The first few years, it's still too bitter to really look at closely—we're still mourning. Then for a couple years we kind of skip over it gingerly, thinking maybe it will go away finally. And now pow, the fifth year, it's time to look it squarely in the face and try to figure out how we really feel and what really happened.

It was surreal to watch the CNN play back of the first two hours, and to realize 1) how what became self-evident wasn't at first, and 2) but even still, how quickly the news reports caught up with the facts.

So what did really happen? And I still think the moments of prayer we all experienced are the truth of the matter. The foundation of spiritual grace is the truth.

I still think those moments that I sat contemplating the One God, after the planes hit and before the buildings collapsed, were the most powerful contribution I made. I now know it in my bones—there is only One God. We all share One God. And I'm convinced that as mankind learns to set aside its human definitions and gets to know more universally that God is Spirit, we will experience oneness here on earth.

It's been one of my goals ever since. To talk to people and find the spiritual common ground. And I've found consistently that the only difference comes down to semantics. We all actually believe and worship the same thing at the core. It's very encouraging, despite the indications of division. We have the same thing at the core.

And this to me is the answer to 9/11. Talking to each other, understanding each other. Not emphasizing our differences, but finding the common ground.

Thanks to everyone who wrote in yesterday, very inspiring.

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At 9/12/2006 09:47:00 AM, Anonymous Emily said...

My husband refers to the collective obsession with reliving the events of 9/11 (or any other disaster) as "grief porn."

I have to wonder what it does to the victims' families to have that replayed over and over and over and over. It strikes me as the emotional equivalent of picking at a scab just to watch it bleed. It certainly doesn't seem helpful or healthful. And from a scientific standpoint, there's nothing productive about rehashing Mortal Mind's Greatest Hits over and over and over so we can relive the fear and hatred and sorrow they conjure up.

My first response to 9/11, as I mentioned yesterday, was to turn, as Mrs. Eddy says, "like tired children to the arms of divine Love."

My second response to 9/11 was to understand exactly what the terrorists wanted from me -- fear -- and to refuse to give it to them. In truth, there is but one real terrorist, mortal mind, and that one easily defeated through understanding and prayer. As the old Baptist hymn goes: "What have I to dread? What have I to fear, leaning on the everlasting arms?"

And so, in essence, my response to 9/11 was: "You want me? Come and get me!"

I no longer tolerate fear in any form. My entire goal is to fear less and love more.

To do anything less would be to let the terrorists win.


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