I can’t quite wrap my head around what an economic collapse would mean.  How would it affect me? Do I lose my job? My house? My level of comfort? The only thing I’ve seen so far is the potential for a lot of fear.

I’m revving up my love generator as an antidote.  Fear of the unknown does nobody any good.

Don’t Forget What?

September 12th, 2008

I was fortunate that the tragedies of 9/11 did not affect me personally.  I did not know anyone who died.  I’m assuming that’s why, 7 years later, I don’t have much personal connection to the date. My heart goes out to those who lost family and friends and their lives, and I honor those who are in service to our country (even though I disagree strongly with the administration).

There was a sign in my office yesterday that said, “Remember 9/11 and never ever forget.” I’m not sure what I’m supposed to remember. That extremists committed terrorist acts? That thousands lost their lives for no reason?

I don’t want to feel pain and fear every September 11th. I don’t want to put those thoughts out. How can I use this rememberance to serve love and bring peace?