"I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that."
--Martin Luther King, Jr.
--Martin Luther King, Jr.
Yesterday, the US would call a day of infamy. I'm conflicted to celebrate the death of someone. I have a hard time even wishing pain or discomfort upon another person. I have made exceptions, I'm sure, over the years but that kind of venom only creates more poison that you have to bare. I'd rather be one of warmth and light. People that cause me pain or violent thoughts, I move to cast out of my life. What purpose would they have in staying if to cause pain? I, personally, need no reminder of pain. I have an excellent memory, better than I'd like in some cases, and re-visiting pain is no goal of mine. Though I do not know how to deal with the energies of this day, I know I must allow love to overcome.
How do I do this when dealing with this kind of emotional attachment and all of the anger and hate around me directed at someone who is now dead. Where will that energy go?
I meditated. I hoped, by the sessions that I offered, my energy will help even out the rage and celebratory response to this action. [Understand that I served, and part of me want those that dedicate their lives to the destruction of others to suffer or be subdued, no matter their justification for their actions. That those people should not be allowed to carry out their hate or spread it to others. Some actions need to be taken. But I'm at odds with myself]
At the end of this... we need to love again. Somehow, or will never move forward.
