Today many people are recalling where they were when the planes hit the towers in New York. Many people repeat the slogan “We will never forget” and honor, in their own ways, those who died twelve years ago. I feel strongly that the best way to honor those who died is to live as fully and authentically as possible. For me, that means refusing to live in fear of someone else’s disapproval or of being hurt as a consequence of living fully. Wayne Dyer speaks of being independent of the good opinion of others. So, if someone out there projects their pain on me, I don’t need to take that personally. That’s true whether I’m thinking about a terrorist or the person behind me in line at the grocery store.
So let this be a day of remembrance. Let us remember to live fully, for our own sakes and on behalf of those that died. Let us remember to reject being defined by others in negative ways, as the “infidel” or any other derogatory label. Let us remember our own Buddha nature, our Christ Consciousness and our Indwelling God. Let us remember that we can be defined by our greatness. Let us remember our bold visions rather than our nightmares.
I am reminded of my favorite Hafiz poem, and so I’ll leave you with this:
MY BRILLIANT IMAGE
One day the sun admitted, I am just a shadow. I wish I could show you The Infinite Incandescence That cast my brilliant image! I wish I could show you, When you are lonely or in darkness, The Astonishing Light Of your own Being!