It was a Tuesday morning, I remember. I would usually be away from home on client site during the week but that week I was home in Plano, Texas, scheduled to start a new project at a client in Houston the following week. I remember I was standing in the dining room where Seagan and I were working on putting up new wall papers. I don’t remember exactly who told us about the news but what I do recall vividly is feeling my heart sinking deeply and my throat & eyes filled with tears, shocked with horror & terror, totally numbed, seeing the news about the plane crashing into the World Trade Center. I did not know anyone who was there but it reminded me of the shock and the trauma I had gone through six months prior to that day and I felt the pain and sorrow for all those who would be going through the tragic loss of their loved ones because someone chose to react violently in revenge of something that they believed someone else had done to them or their loved ones.
On March 1st, 2001, my mother and my brother was found brutally murdered in their home in Desoto, Texas, by a group of young gangsters who came to hurt my brother. He had a history of drugs and alcohol problems and apparently had dealings with these gangsters that made them want to hurt him and my mother was there and they killed both of them. I saw then that it was two separate incidents in a huge different scale but the same human motive and the same resulting pain & sorrow experienced by those of us who are left behind here on Earth.
Then a flash of thoughts came to me, in the form of a realization or an insight that the world out there is a reflection of our inner world of all of us combined, and that inner peace is what we all need in order to create peace in our world.
Looking back now, 15 years later, it is the same realization that drives me to wake up every day to continue to work on maintaining inner peace for myself and sharing it with as many people as I possibly can. Namaste!