Every year on 9/11, I post my personal account from watching the horrific event from my rooftop in NYC. It's hard to believe it occurred 23 years ago on the most beautiful, crystal-clear morning; the blue sky soon clouded with unimaginable smoke and debris.
Seeing the Twin Towers out my window each morning sort of anchored my day, like tent posts. Solid, sturdy, dependable.
I'm grateful to know there's always a bigger picture unfolding, choreographed by a Force much greater and wiser than me, intending to teach humanity better ways to be in this physical experience.
May we learn from the enormous challenges we face today, make wiser choices, connect with each other more respectfully and lovingly, and evolve beyond all lifetimes...this 'time.'