Today is my birthday. It’s also one of the most tragic moments in contemporary history, one I witnessed in person in New York City that day 17 years ago.
Some deep personal work, along my yoga journey, has allowed me to bring to the surface a burrowed wound that I’ve held in my physiology all this time, one I was unaware of until recently. In this new awareness, I experienced profound healing in all aspects of my being – physically, emotionally and spiritually. The expression of this healing came in the writing of this intensely personal poem.
Disclaimer: I only speak from my direct experience of this day, but, in sharing my words, I hope that it brings you comfort and relief in a way that can also lighten your heart’s heavy load.
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