Today is turning out to be problematic for me. I don’t want to deal with or talk to people.
Why?
Flip a coin – one side comes up Rosh Hashanah and the other the 25th Remembrance of 11 Sept 2001. Both are contemplative days. Having them land together with a large thump is just more than I want to handle at the present. (we will completely leave aside the barometric pressure changes which are migraine triggering… why not add to the fun??)
So I am thinking about the friends and colleagues that died 25 years ago today while attending an ordinary meeting at the Pentagon. Then there are all those both at the time and the intervening years from the Twin Towers and those who chose to sacrifice and take down the fourth plane in a Pennsylvania field rather than let it go on to its target.
And then there is the never ending conflict in the middle east where there are no right answers and a lot of leaders forcing others to do the exactly wrong thing. All the rest of us both there and around the world loose.
On a day when I look back, I don’t see a lot that i can respect, and, while I can promise for myself to continue to try and make the world a better place, I don’t have a lot of belief in it happening.
