Rising from the Ashes

The September 11 memorial could not be more perfect. The architecture of the waterfalls as a void really does bring a deep sense of reflection upon me, and I am thousands of miles away viewing them on a computer screen. The artistic beauty of these falls is that it recognizes a hole in New York City which cannot be filled, yet the artist manages to fill this void in all our hearts with the symbol of a void. I believe the architect of these falls understood that spot could not be filled with another building or statue, so they created the ingenious symbol of what it had become, and always will be. Being that some wounds cannot be healed, the next best thing is to accept its existence, embrace it, and live in reflective harmony. Sometimes its better to learn to love a wound, rather let it heal and forget.  The 88 lights forming a ghostly structure of the twin towers is likewise a perfect example of deep reflection and the American spirit. In essence, this simple masterpiece is representing the ghostly pair of once thriving beings. It implies death of the once-living, and its continued life in spirit. All those who perished on that horrible day ten years ago, live within the energies of those projected lights. Out of great tragedy, true beauty is born, this is the majestic story of 9/11. Listening to the museum director, I marvel at his depth and understanding. He has obviously spent hours on end immersed in reminisce, reflection, and spiritual contemplation. His understanding of the emotional horror accompanying 9/11, and his symbol of memory and strength truly represents the national emotion we all experience. Stories and men like this make me ever so proud to be American. In God we trust.