11/11/11

I was reading my facebook wall this morning and was struck by the dividing line between the "woo woos" and the "whoa nots". Since I walk a line in the middle (I hope) I can certainly see both sides.  20 posts thanking our veterans and their sacrifices... 20 posts saying now is time to wake up to love and compassion.  I can't help but think of the unsung heros of our world, the veterans who don't get parades and applause, the ones who make quiet sacrifices without fanfare.  The ones who fight hard without bloodshed.  The ones who heal those damaged on every level by war and hatred.

I think of the women keeping the home fires burning, taking care of children without respite.  Keeping a smile on their face when the loneliness of missing their man and the worry over losing him is close to hysteria, but yet they keep going.

I think of the babies born never knowing their father.. or worse, the children sentenced to a life of missing the comforting arms of their mother. I think of the parents who have lost their precious son or daughter, never dreaming that they would outlive their child.  I think of the households where the daily energy is worry, anxiety and sadness.

I think of the innocent in the way, the ones who didn't get to make a choice whether to go to war or not.  The ones whose homes are destroyed or worse, the ones whose lives are destroyed in ways most of us can't possibly understand. Thank God we can't understand.

Finally, I think of the peacemakers, the ones who fight in different ways for a better world.  The ones who are accused of not caring for their country or worse, not supporting their "troops". The ones who speak up and say war is wrong. The ones who believe the only true way to support a veteran is to get them out of harms way.  The healers and lightworkers sending and praying for peace, every minute of every day. 

The "woo woos" believe that today is a gateway to the world waking up, to a new era being born where love and light are what is celebrated.  1111 is an awakening-- are we going to continue doing things the same way, getting the same results and wondering why?  Or are we going to use our glorious brains... and hearts... and find a new way, where we let go of wanting power more than compassion?  Where we realize that winning at the cost of the people is not really winning?  A world that is truly united... and not just 50 states.

I would NEVER take anything away from the men and women who believed so deeply in love for their people that they paid the ultimate sacrifice.  I am grateful to those who fought so bravely and so valiantly for their cause, even if it wasn't theirs to begin with.  I wish blessings on the survivors of war, all of them, and hope that God comforts their wounded bodies and minds and spirits. Thank you is not enough.

However, I would call to the world to watch your words, watch out for what you are manifesting.  1111 is a snapshot into the world you are creating... are your words peaceful? Are they loving? Are they manifesting light? Or are you saying that pain and war and suffering are inevitable and necessary? We create what we feel is truth.

And so it is.