Today is September 11, 2012 - the 11th anniversary of the tragedy of that day. This event is seared into the memories of everyone on that day. We all remember where we were that day. This was a true event of terror and religion being used as a weapon. As we move further away from 2001 there is still a desire to remember the events of the day. While we all will not and should not forget that day, I think that we are forgetting the other events that came from that day. I remember the hatred of other that was continued - blaming all of the Jews, all of the Muslims, blaming anyone that looked Middle Eastern. We, Americans and others across the world, started to profile, detain, suspect and hate the other. We needed someone to blame, and while we knew who to blame, we decided to blame a whole group of people. This hatred and racism has only continued. True it has died down some because society has decided to hate other groups a little more currently, but we still hate. We still think it's okay that we started multiple wars without thinking about how America fueled the leaders of these horrible regimes when it served "America's" best interests. We have forgotten that although whatever happened on that day 11 years ago, we are the only ones who can be responsible for our reactions. I would argue that our response was more about getting even, the desire to make others hurt as much as we did, and the need to blame "the other" then it was about healing a nation and making the world a safer place. It is my prayer that we in society can move towards healing and holiness and let go of the need to blame, get even or hurt others. May we find compassion and love to let our grief move on past those images and videos of that day 11 years ago and into a new vision of things yet to come.
Last night I had dinner at a restaurant I eat at at least twice a month. Usually I'm in a group but I was by myself. It's not often that I have time by myself right now so I welcomed the time to sit and eat food someone else cooked. I sat in the booth by myself and kept to myself. I had a book with me and my palm labyrinth so I was entertained and felt like it would be a productive time to self and with my self. But the comments from the trio of ladies across from me was anything less then pleasant. Now if you don't know me let me be clear, I am a big lady. I believe the clinical definition of my size would be morbidly obese. I am aware that I take up more physical space then I should. I don't fit into every booth in a restaurant. Believe it or not I do own a mirror and do use it even though I don't enjoy it. I am also aware that I am my size by my own doing and no one else's. I do not expect the world to accommodate me for being this way. If you want me to p...
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