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Posted: Nov. 17, 2002
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911 America: Talking Through The Terror...
Talking Through The Terror... And helping each other cope with the tragedies that struck at the very heart of the United States. The Witches Voice has opened up this forum in order that Pagans may express their thoughts on the terrorist attacks that took place in NYC and DC on September 11th. As the full realization of what happened and the toll numbers begin to come in, Americans have many challenges ahead.
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| I Offer The Prayer Below To Anyone And Everyone Who May Find... ||Sep 17th. at 10:26:02 pm UTC|
|M. Macha NightMare (San Rafael, California US) ||Age: 58 - Email |
I offer the prayer below to anyone and everyone who may find comfort in it. It may be circulated as long as credit is retained.
For One Who Has Died Violently or in Great Distress
Mother of healing,
help us to believe in the
place where wounds can heal.
Mother of weaving,
show us that what has been torn
can there be mended.
The worsts has happened.
How can we believe again
in hope, love, kindness?
[name the loved one three times]
she has had a rough crossing.
Carry her gently.
Comfort her, Mother,
in your warm arms of
night; rock her to sleep.
And by our rage,
Mother of Justice,
May justice be done.
by Starhawk, from THE PAGAN BOOK OF LIVING AND DYING
| Hello All...i Am Not A Pagan/wiccan Myself, I Guess I'm... ||Sep 17th. at 10:11:13 pm UTC|
|Nicky C. (Torrance, California US) ||Age: 29 - Email |
I am not a Pagan/Wiccan myself, I guess I'm an agnostic for want of a better label. But among the people I truly love, I count a few Wiccans and Pagans. And Secularists and Feminists and Gays and Lesbians. Funny, all those groups that Falwell spoke against...
On that Tuesday, I got to work between the WTC being hit for the second time and the Pentagon being hit. My co-workers and I sat in our office listening to the radio. It was still dark here on the west coast. We sat in the dark wondering when - or even if - the chain of planes crashing would ever stop. We're a pretty lively bunch with diverse religious, political and personal views. We've gotten into some fairly heated discussions over the years. Right then, none of that mattered.
And now, to hear that Falwell was spewing such vicious, venemous tripe, sowing division at a time when we need to be one people. I wonder if he said that because he needs *someone* to blame and he knows he'd be in trouble if he picked on the Muslims?
HOW DARE HE call himself a Christian - a follower of Christ's teachings?
HOW DARE HE use a crisis like this to push his own religious/politcal agenda?
I would ask HOW DARE HE call himself an American, but the right to be an asshole is a basic protected right. He does have the right to his opinions, and he does have the right to express them. And I DON'T think those rights should be taken away, but in truth, he really doesn't strike me as someone of faith expressing an honest belief - he strikes me as a ruthless opportunist using this atrocity to try to forward his own agenda.
I have Christians among my friends and family too. They are horrified, both by the disaster and this idiot's words.
I used to think that Rev. Fred Phelps was the worst example of a heartless monster that gives Christianity a bad name. I think Falwell just surpassed him.
I keep telling myself to consider the source. After all, what can one expect from an asshole but excrement? But it's not really helping me right now.
On Friday, I was touched by parts of the memorial service (we had the TV on at work - our boss brought one with him when he came in on Tuesday as he knew we had nothing but the radio), but I couldn't help feeling a little left out, as a person of no particular religion to speak of. It would have been nice to see a few more faiths represented. Maybe it's just an urge to remind folks that Pagans and Wiccans and Agnostics and Atheists are Americans too, and have been hurt and killed too, and mourn their dead too, and love their country too...
I have to admit, I'm a little worried about Falwell and those like him, especially with a Republican in office (there are things I like about the Republican party, but I cannot in good conscience vote for them as long as the Christian Coalition is riding in their coat pockets - the party is not what it once was), I worry that there might be an effort to suspend that annoying, inconvenient little freedom of religion clause (not to mention a few other annoying civil liberties) - in the best interests of *unity*, of course.
I guess I just wanted to say that in a case like that, I'm right with ya, folks. Of course it is just an extension of fighting for my friends and family - a varied bunch.
My hopes are with you, and this country.
| Thank You Zeyra! For So Eloquently Putting Into Words What Is So... ||Sep 17th. at 9:59:32 pm UTC|
|Micki (Pinellas Park, Florida US) ||Age: 43 |
Thank you Zeyra!
For so eloquently putting into words what is so hard for some of us to say to others!
I came here tonight to try and find some peace in my heart and my soul from the nightmare of the last few days. I knew that coming into this place with like minds and open hearts was where I needed to be.
True world Peace I fear will not be with us for some time to come. Thank you all for being a small island of peace for my tattered eclectic soul tonight.
Love, Blessings and above Peace
| In The First Few Days After The Attack, Many Pagans I Know... ||Sep 17th. at 9:53:21 pm UTC|
|Erwyllian (Cincinnati, Ohio US) ||Age: 46 - Email |
In the first few days after the attack, many Pagans I know reacted out of shock. It had its effects. Posting boards all over the net rang with pleas for peace, appeals to Goddesses, and questions about what incease to burn. After the dust of WTC settled - along with some of the fainter hearts among us, most Pagans I know are preparing for war, and showing their worth, as humans, Pagans, as Americans.
For the last few years, it has been the given wisdom that somehow, we lacked what our forefathers had and showed in the face of the enemy. That wisdom was wrong. I've posted this following bit on a number of boards - always gaining the same positive response as Pagans regain their spiritual and political equilibrium. September 11th 2001 has been compared to December 7th 1941, perhaps we should remember that today, most historians view December 7th 1941 as the day that Japan lost the Second World War.
Last Samhain, a number of Pagans began talking about how strange that feast was, there was talk of a growing coldness, a darkness cast over the world, the feeling that the Veil had thinned and somehow could not be well closed. It has been a feeling which has stayed with many of us. And here we stand.
Pagans seem to have something of an image problem both from outside our community and from within it. It is as if we were all fey dreamers - longing for the world of faery. Perhaps it is time to speak of other Gods: Cammulos, Cerridwyn, Athena, Mithras. It has been noted here and on many other boards that Pagans within the US military have won the right to hold rites. This means that American Pagans are serving in our military. They will take their places with their countrymen. They will kill. They will be killed. May all of our Gods grant them a hard heart, clear sight and understanding and a fast return to their hearths
| Miracles Happen Blessing To All....after A While You Learn The Subtle... ||Sep 17th. at 9:17:34 pm UTC|
|Karen Piazza (Highlands, New Jersey US) ||Age: 44 - Email |
Miracles Happen Blessing to all....
After a while you learn the subtle
difference between holding a hand and
chaining a soul....
And you learn that love doesn't mean
And you begun to accept your defeats with
your head up and your eyes open...
With the grace of a woman, not the grief
of a child....
And you learn to build all your roads on
today because tomorrow's ground is too
uncertain, and futures have a way of
falling down in mid-flight....
After a while you learn that even sunshine
burns if you get too much....
So you plant your own garden and decorate
your own soul instead of waiting for some
one else to bring you flowers...
And you learn that you really can endure
That you really are strong....
And you really do have worth...and you learn and learn with every goodbye you learn...Kpac2@webtv.net DogLady.....
| Our Tears We Addi Cannot Write A Poem Todaymy Heart... ||Sep 17th. at 8:28:25 pm UTC|
|Moonflwr912 (Port Washington, Wisconsin US) ||Age: 47 - Email |
Our Tears We Add
I cannot write a poem today
my heart is broken, shattered clay.
The news that passed from hand to hand twas
sharp and cut bone deep -- and damned.
And yet, I felt just one small part that
called to me from other's hearts.
Our Tears we add as we lay them to rest
and be reborn in the Mother's breast.
All tha'ts left is for us to pray
I cannot write.....
| As A Former Navy Corpsman Who Served With The Fleet Marine Force... ||Sep 17th. at 7:51:33 pm UTC|
|Sir Bonnie Knight (Pittsfield) ||Age: 47 - Email |
As a former Navy Corpsman who served with the Fleet Marine Force stationed in Beiruit, I vividly remember the day in 1983 when terrorists bombed the U.S. Embassy there. This has effected me both in mind body and in spirit. So I pray to the Lord and Lady for the ones who heal so that others may live.
Blessed be in peace,
| It's Amazing You Know I Grew Up Thinking I Am Safe No... ||Sep 17th. at 7:48:22 pm UTC|
|Samantha Erickson (Ruckersville, Virginia US) ||Age: 18 - Email |
It's amazing you know I grew up thinking I am safe no one will hurt me I live in America the home of the free land of the brave. All that changed tuesday, all that life gone in moments and for what? I couldn't even watch the news that day I heard everything second hand I was devistated dieing bleeding for those people though I did not know them they were like me Americans striving and some living the American dream. I makes my heart absolutely sick to see the devistation. I can't imagine anythign that has ever happened to America this bad. Then more streams in most of it is haertwarming how so many diverse people are gatherign together how we have forgotten are race and creed laid down al hatred and become Americans plain and simple. Then more still comes in and the blaming starts. I have heard so much that makes all my wounds feel as if they have been rubed with salt. Living in the bible belt I thought I was use to everything that could ever be possible so say to a young pagan bisexual femminest. I hadn't even shiped the ice burg. The people in Texas and other places who defieled the Islamic churches. The conservatives on TV and raido saying that God turned his back on america because of femminest and pagans and homosexuals. I cry at the thought of so many lives lost and then to be blamed for it? What did these people die for? did they ask that America turn it's back on those who sturgled for so long to gain reginition? I can only hope that most people turn off thier raido's and TVs and understand that love not hate is our only way. enbrace your brother who ever he may be do not juge him by what color he is or what sex of what path the follows to divitity or who shares is bead on cold nights. on see another human in pain in need of a loving arm. love is the strongest weapon and the best defense we have I know that coming from someone so young it seems somehow less important. I do not think It seems that I can change anything I'm stuck at being one of those people that no one lissens to no one talks to I bearly even get e-mail. but I hope to all things that at least some can reconise the importance of what I say here.thank you.
| I Remember A Time When We Were Safe From The Outside World... ||Sep 17th. at 7:44:17 pm UTC|
|Loki (Lockport, New York US) ||Age: 37 - Email |
I remember a time when we were safe from the outside world, untouchable because of our proximity to the rest of the world. We were secure and no one could violate our saftey and security. The world was a bright cheerful place and children could go out and play in the yard without a care in the world
How pompass and ignorant we were then, how care free. We lived each day as if we would live forever. Then, little did we know, we would all die alittle, some of us more than others, in one swift stroke. that seems like a far off time now, as we try to put our lives back together and live as if nothing happened.
What can we do? how can we ever feel safe again? Our delicate grasp on reality has been crushed by one who has no cares for others and no reguard for any life what so ever. I am Mad, Frightened, and Sad all at the same time, not to mention Scared.
I feel for those who don't know the fate of their loved ones who are missing. It is hard to comprehend the enormity of it all and exactly what it means. To think that so many lives can be instantanously extinguished is mind boggling. What a diabolical sceme, what a Bastard, who ever thought of such a thing.
Will I ever feel safe again? maybe someday. Everyday now I give my children extra hugs and tell them I Love them thinking there is a chance I may never see them again when I leave for work, or the store, or wherever. Maybe some good can come out of this if it means that we all take the time to tell others we care for them and spend a few extra minutes to play with our children because it could all be taken away from us any time. Perhaps its a good thing if we were forced to slow down and take a look at where we are heading and say nothing is worth it if I can't spend a few extra minutes with my family and friends.
I know from now on I will try to slow down and smell the flowers and notice how bright the sunshines and how wonderful it is to hear the birds sing and children laugh.
| Hello From Connecticut!just Some Thoughts To Encourage My Pagan Family And... ||Sep 17th. at 7:20:53 pm UTC|
|MAIA (BRIDGEPORT, Connecticut US) ||Age: 37 - Email |
HELLO FROM CONNECTICUT!
JUST SOME THOUGHTS TO ENCOURAGE MY PAGAN FAMILY AND SISTER WITCHES. TONIGHT , IN THE DARK OF THE MOON MY THOUGHTS ARE OF HECATE, THE GRANDMOTHER OR CRONE. WHEN I REFLECT ON THE DEVASTATION IN NEW YORK AND IN WASHINGTON, I AM REMINDED BY HECATE THAT SHE IS THERE. ALL THE SIGHTS AND SOUNDS AND SCENTS, THE FEELINGS OF LOSS AND ANGUISH AND SORROW REFLECT HER PRESENCE AND YET THOSE OF US WHO KNOW HER ARE COMFORTED...FOR WE KNOW " THAT ONLY THOSE WHO DO NOT KNOW [HER] FEAR[HER]" TO KNOW HECATE IS TO KNOW THE GODDESS IN FULL AS SHE TRULY IS, THE MOTHER, THE ONE WHO HAS EXPERIENCED ALL THE TRADGEDY, AND SORROW AND ANGUISH THAT ETERNITY HAS EVER KNOWN ...AND EMBRACED IT. WE ARE PROMISED THAT THOUGH HER WOMB IS A TOMB, THE TOMB IS ALSO A WOMB, AND FROM IT ALL DEATH AND DESTRUCTION AND DESPAIR IS TRANSFORMED INTO NEW LIFE , CREATIVE ENERGY AND JOY!!!! EVERY LIFE'S ENERGY CONSUMED AT THOSE MOMENTS OF TERROR AND DEATH HAS BEEN REABSORBED BY OUR GREAT MOTHER TO BETRANSFORMED , NEGATIVE INTO POSITIVE, AND DEATH INTO NEW LIFE, SORROW INTO GLADNESS, EVIL INTENT INTO GOODWILL. DO YOU NOT SEE THE BEGINNINGS OF IT YET? FEEL IT IN THE NEW FOUND BROTHERHOOD OF THE STRANGER ON THE STREET? HECATE'S PROMISE NEVER GOES UNFULFILLED. THE EVIDENCE IS ALL AROUNDUS IF WE CHOOSE TO PONDER OVER IT. BE SURE OF THIS. AT THE MOMENT THAT OUR LOVED ONES LOOKED INTO HECATE'S FEARSOM FACE AND FELT HER COLD HANDS CLASP THEIRS, FOR THEM SHE WAS TRANSFORMED AND AT THE MOMENT OF DEATH, THEIR ONLY VISION AND SENSATION WAS OF BEING EMBRACED BY OUR MOST BEAUTIFUL MOTHER IN ALL OF HER BRIGHT SPLENDOR. SURELY HECATE WILL GRANT US THE WISDOM TO DEAL WITH THE EVENTS OF THIS PAST WEEK AS WELL AS THE UPCOMING DIFFICULTIES AHEAD. I PRAY NIGHTLY FOR HER GUIDANCE. THIS IS MY TRUTH . PERHAPS IT WILL COMFORT YOU ALSO. PEACE AND BLESSED BE, MAIA
PEACE AND BLESSED BE,
| It Was Like A Bad Play. Driving Along I-70, I Turned... ||Sep 17th. at 6:33:07 pm UTC|
|KatzSai (Wilmington, Delaware US) ||Age: 39 |
It was like a bad play. Driving along I-70, I turned on the radio, and the first thing I heard was, "We interrupt this program . . ." WTC 1 was already hit, WTC 2 was moments away, and the Pentagon followed shortly. Traffic slowed to 40 mph as if we were all of one mind. I cried, and drove on. Kitty-Wiggins, travelling with me for a change, stood and cried with me.
My brother, scheduled to be on the flight which crashed into the Pentagon, changed his plans at the last moment to accomodate a business meeting. He should be dead. He is not.
My co-worker's sister was on the 46th floor of WTC 7, and waited almost too long to leave. She should be dead. She is not.
My friend, whose office is - was - in the Pentagon had his regular 9:30 Tuesday morning meeting moved to a different wing. It was almost as though the plane targeted his desk. He should be dead. He is not.
My business associate was attending a conference in WTC 1. He should be dead. He is not.
I am devastated. I spent the better part of a week just sitting, barely moving, unable to think, or feel. I ask myself how I can justify this feeling of heartbreak when all I love are whole?
I realize and embrace the fact that I can be heartbroken - we can all be heartbroken - because we are all part of the interconnected web of life. We must each decide as individuals what we can do to help, whether it be spellworking, donating blood, or digging through rubble looking for survivors. But whatever we do, let us do so with thoughtfulness and purpose, so we may mend the gaping holes in our web which have been left by such loss, and both give to and receive strength from those around us.
Two candles burn on my altar: one to embrace and encourage healing and hope, one to embrace the three-fold law of return.
| I Am Afraid That The Us Will Forget The Rule Of Three... ||Sep 17th. at 5:21:56 pm UTC|
|Dandilion (Milford, New Hampshire US) ||Age: 31 |
I am afraid that the US will forget the rule of three. We must remember to think and act deliberatly. We must protect ourselves and other countries that want our help. If we take revenge it will start world war III.
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