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Sept. 11, 2001 Article: Awareness of Our Intricate Human Connection
Sept. 15, 2001
I just have to tell someone about my own experience of 9-11-01. It's not that dramatic but it bears some similarities to your own experience. I also slept very fitfully the night before with strange dreams about interconnecting lines of energy. I think I picked that up from a Feng Shui book I was reading before bed. I got up about 7:30AM (CST) when I normally get up about 9:00AM (I'm not working at the present time and I love to sleep in.) I fixed my coffee and tuned the TV to CNN which is also unusual since I don't watch TV in the morning either. I too witnessed live and with horror the crash of the second plane as did my husband who usually goes to work at 6:00AM but that day was going in at 9:00AM. That's not the only unusual thing that I experienced. This is going to sound kinda weird but the day before the attack I had some odd experiences with strange odors. My husband had given me some beautiful roses which I love the smell of (I frequently burn rose scented incense) but on Monday they smelled absolutely nauseating, to the point that I had to move them away from me. Later while getting ready to leave the house I opened my compact mirror (which I use every day) for a quick check of my appearance and smelled that musty, sickening odor again. Later that evening I was picking up my husband from work and again smelled that strange sickening odor which seemed to be coming from one of my hands though I'm a nut for washing my hands (more so than the average person). With each experience, the symbolism of death was not lost on me, but I somehow linked it to my own mortality. I hope that doesn't make me seem too egocentric.
L.C.
Sept. 14, 2001
We have a 'fat cat' that is always very, very needy. On Tuesday evening he was driving me nuts so I finally shut him in the basement where he and his sister go about 9 pm. The next morning he hopped into my lap while I was at the computer and I felt like tht cat was trying to literally climb inside of me and then it hit me = this poor cat has picked on this energy. I went for a walk and came back and my husband was yelling at him to 'just go away.' I said to him, as I pick up the cat to cuddle, that he was reacting to this tragedy. I'm just back from a shopping trip where I chatted with a therapist who was describing her dog's unusual behavior and told her about my cat and it was like an 'ah' experience for her.
J.G.
Sept. 14, 2001
It's weird...like you, I had a very bad nite on Monday, I was very mad, depressed, picked a fight with my husband, and then had disturbed dreams and slept very poorly all night.
Watched the second plane hit in real time, and it was just stomach churning.
(My husband) and I keep trying to regain our equilibrium, and tap into some universal love and Reiki, but I can't seem to...the way I described it to him was that it's like static on the TV and I can't tune into the channel... I'm not angry, more numb, but what's angering me is when I see Arab-Americans being attacked... I'm having a hard part with that. I guess the idea that the response to such evil should be more evil is unfathomable to me. I don't really know what to do or how to heal myself...even though we haven't personally lost anyone...
M.S.
Sept. 14, 2001
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Thanks, Marissa Alanis
Sept. 13, 2001
This poem is about my early morning experience on 9/11/01. I am not totally happy with this poem but it does a pretty good job of what for me was a very moving experience. I felt an incredible amount of fear before going to bed, and did not sleep well at all that night. By 8am I was still having trouble understanding what I had just experienced and it was another full hour before I heard about the news in New York and DC. I am reminded of the words of a Bob Dylan song, "How many deaths will it take til' he knows that too many people have died"
W.Y.
William, it's time to Wake Up
William, they call my name
Arriving one by one how the beautiful
Sound of tinkling bells fills my room
An exquisite delicate ringing
That only Angels makeIt is the Ninth month, the eleventh morning
Nine - One - One, Wake up! Wake up!
Each with a bell speaking as one
Uncountable hundreds or more
A symphony of Divine GentlenessMy heart pounds, searing burning pain
Rips through my chest as a 10,000-megawatt
Lightening bolt of fear brings grim images
Gasping, no air reaches my lungs as death
Revisits those who would deliver deathOver, and over, and over again
An appetite unquenchable
Senseless Meaningless Horrific
Go ahead, kill me!
I'll kill you right back!
The glorious bells return
Softly, tenderly I am brought back
Blue green bright numbers on the bedside
Clock; 11 minutes after 6 am
3000 miles away it is 9:11 amNine - One - One; Nine - One - One
William! Wake up! Wake up!
Hundreds of Angels newly made bring
Divine Wisdom from the path they walked this day
Remember us by learning the lesson we bringIt is time to put away childish things
The time for killing is over
Let go of hate and fear
Love calls you through an open door
At 12 minutes after 9 today's lesson beginsCopyright (c)2001 William A. York All rights reserved.
I just wanted you to know that I was in the foulest mood on Monday too. I am usually able to shake moods (after I listen to what they are trying to tell me) but this time it made no sense at all.....I felt upset and on the verge of tears....anger passing through, and I didn't sleep well. Tuesday morning I jumped out of bed, and instead of my usual quiet time in the morning I felt compelled to turn the T.V. on. They were showing the burning building and talking about a plane crash, but I couldn't move.....and as I sat there I watched the second plane go into the other building...I'm still in shock. I didn't open my business yesterday, and cried and prayed all day. I just wanted to let you know that I think we both felt something terrible coming...I thought that as soon as I started to cry. My mood of the day before made sense. Anyway, just wanted to let you know you're not alone in your feelings or connections to others....I'll bet there are thousands of others like us out there. Blessings and balance.
S.T.
Sept. 12, 2001
The article you wrote regarding how you felt was really powerful and it interfaced with something that happened to me. I was cleaning house for friends on Sunday and my blood sugar dropped twice and I got very, very tired (I am both diabetic, with CFS/Fibromyalgia) but it was an overwhelming fatigue and my original thought was that I'd over done. But I was so miserable and irritable and just plain ugly and acting in ways that are incompatible with the kind of person I perceive myself to be at the core or want to be. It continued into Monday and I begin to feel as though there was something evil in my space and I began to ask it to move one and leave me alone - I've had these episodes before and I have been aware for several years that these events often occur when there is lots of cloud cover or storms moving in. It occurred to me after the tragedy on Tuesday that I'd probably had a forewarning. And, of course have slept poorly for a few night. Last night was an exception but I am washed out this morning after sleeping for about 9 hours with one trip during the night.
Your story of meeting a client reminds me of one I had last year that was really profound for me. I had offered to do some Therapeutic Touch with a friend who had decided to combine some radiation instead of chemotherapy and surgery for breast cancer. My blood sugars have never been controlled and one day it dropped just before she came and I told her I wasn't sure I was up to a session when she hadn't been here 5 minutes and her husband called and she had to leave because of an emergency. One of the things I learned in that experience was to take my lead from the patient and many times we spent out time in talking about the issues related to this journey. I learned that they can be as powerful as actually doing Therapeutic touch. Thank you for sharing your perspective and experience as it provided encouragement for me to own my own intuition and to learn to pay closer attention and to ask more questions and trust that the answers will provide a more peaceful path for my own journey.
J.G.
