September 11 Thoughts
My first husband grew up in New York City. When we were married we went monthly to “play” in the city. When he proposed to me we visited NYC to buy my engagement diamond and ring from the diamond district there. When we went back to pick up my finished beautiful engagement ring we took my favorite grandmother along and we celebrated by having lunch at Windows on the World at the top of one of the World Trade Center towers.
The view from there was breathtaking. We looked down onto the convergence of the rivers, onto the Statue of Liberty, the Varisano Narrows Bridge, Manhattan, Staten Island, and on toward the open water. It was magestic, magical, powerful, exciting, beautiful, memorable.
During that celebratory lunch I found a small pearl in my oyster, and I still have that momento somewhere even though the husband and ring have long since left my life and my grandmother has died. Even the tower is gone now.
On the morning of September 11, 2001, I was alone in my home in SC. The phone rang several times with nobody there. Then it rang again. A girlfriend was calling to tell me the horrible news of what was happening. It was shocking to me. She was watching it unfold on television. I was watching it inside of my own head while she described the atrocities. When she hung up the phone rang again. It was my boyfriend calling from California with the same news. He had tried to call earlier but the phone lines across the country were tangled and filled to capacity. We were talking when the second plane hit and then when the first tower collapsed.
When we ended our call I decided not to turn on the television. I could well imagine what the scene looked like, and I felt that I did not need to carry that trauma within me nor add my energy to the global focus of terror and dread. Instead I went into meditation and started doing distance energy work for those involved in the horrendous happenings in New York City.
For anybody not familiar with astral travel or distance healing or psychic energy work in general, it is really a normal-feeling process – at least to me. I’ve been doing this most of my life. An “alchemist” shifts or transmutes energy, and that is what I do.
I already knew what that area of New York City looked like. I had spent time in Manhattan. I imagined myself going to ground zero. I felt fear – my own as well as that of others. My role, as I saw it, was to bring a sense of peace to those scared souls – the ones who had died, were dying, were still alive and not sure what would happen next. I started energetically “smudging” or cleansing the area to clear the negative energies of fear, dread, terror, hopelessness, anger, etc. I connected with “lost souls” who were not sure where to go. I connected with other energy workers who were doing the same as I was – trying to hold the energetic form so that there could be some semblance of balance rather than adding myself to the legions of people world-wide who were focusing on the negativity of the event while watching it unfold on television. I felt it was my duty to hold that polarity of peace rather than chaos. There were many of us doing this.
I consciously worked with transmuting energy in NYC for over an hour that morning, then throughout the next few days. Each time I focused there I would evaluate what I felt and go about “cleansing” the energetics. There was a huge global focus on ground zero via all kinds of media throughout the ordeal and its aftermath and cleanup. Many people from all over the world sent prayers, positive wishes, notes of encouragement and love, messages of support, flowers – to that single point on the planet. We were all there holding a positive energetic polarity in a place where strong negativity had dealt such a blow. We had to create a balance.
Just last week I spoke with a young person who lives now in New York City. She had never seen the twin towers – they fell before she was born. She will only know them through legend, stories, and an occasional view in an un-cut movie shot in NYC.
