Tuesday, September 11, 2012
I was on a Plane when the Towers Fell
11 years ago today I was on a plane headed to Atlanta. At 8:45 am, the pilot began circling... and circling. He said it was due to weather though the skies were blue and the sun bright. When we finally landed, I had no idea what had happened - just that I would be late to my meeting. Running through the airport, unfortunately, the TVs in the airport were turned off - in fact, the entire airport seemed quiet. Empty. Never could I have imagined what was happening on flights across the sky. Suddenly, my phone began ringing, as did the other passengers' phones as well. All of our families and friends calling to find out if we were ok - if it had been OUR plane that hit the World Trade Center. Luckily, my parents didn't have to suffer losing their child that day, but so many others making phone calls did. In memory of those who died, of the unborn children who died too, and in honor of those families whose children boarded planes at the same time I did - love and peace to you all. May we all be well, healthy, safe, secure, loving and happy.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
When it Rains... Appreciate It
I just got caught in the POURING RAIN while running and it got me thinking - THIS is life. Sometimes, it rains. And we don't need to run from it - we need to run through it.
A few months ago, I woke up in a horrible mood. For no particular reason, I was just sad. I began crying, but I wasn't sure what I was crying about. My boyfriend and I had just begun dating and I was so embarrassed for him to see this side of me. Quickly, he pulled me into his arms and said, "It's okay, baby - this is your natural biorhythm."
My natural biorhythm. Right... I hadn't even realized that we have a biorhythm - but we do. Sometimes, I glow like the sun and sometimes I cry like the rain. Like a soft wave, my mood peaks and falls and peaks and falls, and both states are healthy.
If we can accept that rain is as natural and nourishing as the sun, we can begin to appreciate when it pours. We can find the gifts in our low biorhythm. Running just now, I realized how beautiful the rain is. The polka dot dimples it creates along the river, the streaming rays like diagonal glass rods shooting from the sky. Without the rain, grass wouldn't be green, crops wouldn't grow, low tide would suck life out of the sea. G-d created the rain just as he created flowers and trees and beauty so we can choose how we see it. We can appreciate it and run through it.
A few months ago, I woke up in a horrible mood. For no particular reason, I was just sad. I began crying, but I wasn't sure what I was crying about. My boyfriend and I had just begun dating and I was so embarrassed for him to see this side of me. Quickly, he pulled me into his arms and said, "It's okay, baby - this is your natural biorhythm."
My natural biorhythm. Right... I hadn't even realized that we have a biorhythm - but we do. Sometimes, I glow like the sun and sometimes I cry like the rain. Like a soft wave, my mood peaks and falls and peaks and falls, and both states are healthy.
If we can accept that rain is as natural and nourishing as the sun, we can begin to appreciate when it pours. We can find the gifts in our low biorhythm. Running just now, I realized how beautiful the rain is. The polka dot dimples it creates along the river, the streaming rays like diagonal glass rods shooting from the sky. Without the rain, grass wouldn't be green, crops wouldn't grow, low tide would suck life out of the sea. G-d created the rain just as he created flowers and trees and beauty so we can choose how we see it. We can appreciate it and run through it.
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