What is a Quiet Day? For me, it is about shooing away the
Beast of Terror and making room for the sun to shine its Hope through
Thursday, March 11,
2004—Ground Zero Plus 911
Quieting The Soul
GROUND ZER0, New York, N.Y.--Mar.
11, 2004 -- In a world of constant cacophony, there comes a time to
quiet the soul, to put one's thoughts and feelings into neutral and
shut down the desire to shove the accelerator to the floor or to slam
one's foot on the brakes.
paper is like reading a report on human warts
I was scanning
the headlines throughout the world this morning, as I normally do.
Everything seemed like a blur. In Spain, hundreds were
killed in a act of Political Terrorism.
In America, two former political bulldogs
were holding hands and vowing to gang up on their opponent.
In New York, school administrators were
resigning because of scandals involving the hiring of spouses, and the
Center For Disease Control was concerned over a 60 percent increase in
syphilis among gay men.
I know there
is much "good news" in the world
The news, I think, is a daily report on the degree of the world's
"pox," a macroscopic view of human warts.
That's why I
decided to take a deep breath this morning.
I stopped scanning
I inhaled the morning
air, without the sour acidic taste of human waste that parades itself
I'm not much of a
meditation person. But this morning I did. I tried
to clear my mind of the world's news.
I know there is much
"good news" out there. There are happy children and happy
people living happy lives and overcoming obstacles without bitterness
or sadness or a sense of prosecution.
The day offers
Visions of Vigilance ...
I tried to think of those things, the things not blazed on the
headlines of papers or television. I tried to think of a
flower opening to the warm kiss of the sun, or the smile of a child
awakening to see his or her mother's face smiling down.
...if I look
There are many
beautiful things in this world. The sunrise itself is one of the
great miracles of the day as it ignites the dark, spearing rays of
life into the dawn, resurrecting hope that today might be the best of
I took a few
Vigilant, quiet moments this morning to reflect upon the day's beauty,
upon its wondrous gifts that await opening.
I vowed to
not let the Beast of Terror blind me to the Vision of Vigilance the
Mar 10--Peering Into
The Eye Of God! Or, the Beast Of Terror!