9/11/01. I took the first photo from my rooftop. Incredibly surreal to watch. So many souls went to the Light that day.
Here's what I journaled about the experience and in the days following the tragic event.
Family and friends of the victims held out hope for so long before learning their loved ones had gone 'home.' I remember reading the father of one who'd worked at the Pentagon. When I 'merged',' I saw what the young man saw in his last moments before transitioning, mostly certain items on his desk. He confirmed he's with his dad whenever he tends the little bonsai plants in his greenhouse and feels his son in his heart...