I’m A Patriotic Pagan But I’m Tired of 9/11

I remember where I was. I was watching tv when the second plane came out of nowhere and Peter Jennings lost his cool on air. I was scared, I had nightmares, and I prayed for the victims and their families. But 11 years later, I think I know less about 9/11 than on that first horrible day. I've had over a decade of misinformation, jingoism, and illogical cries of war hurled at me, and every anniversary of that terrible date begins to wear on me more and more. This has gone from being a real … [Read more...]

Pagans on 9/11

I don't have anything wise or thought-provoking to say today. Plenty of people are waxing eloquent today. I'm simply thinking about how much has changed in 10 years. Regardless of the influence of 9/11, none of us are the same people we were a decade ago. On top of the inevitable changes time brings us, we have the changes 9/11 brought as well. Would the Pentacle Quest have happened without 9/11? Would Patrick Stewart be home with his wife Roberta rather than becoming a symbol of Pagan religious … [Read more...]

The Best 9/11 Memorial Ever

For once, Bono didn't annoy me. I watched and I cried. It was a ritual well done. I'd forgotten about this until reminded by the good Deacon Greg Kandra: On the banner were projected the names of all those who had died on 9/11, just four months before. And the music continued, and it went on, Bono and U2 singing about a place “where the streets have no name.” And the banner kept growing, and the list kept getting longer.  It seemed like it would never end.  Name after name after … [Read more...]

Remembering the Dead

The dead are not unfamiliar to Pagans. Many of us work with our ancestors or work with other departed in our communities. When 9/11 happened, many of us connected with the departed from that tragedy. Anne Newkirk Niven, who edits SageWoman and Witches & Pagans, sent me a link to a blog post detailing one experience with the 9/11 dead that I found quite moving. Ocean writes about a post-9/11 trance experience: As I continued to study these individuals, I found myself locking eyes with a … [Read more...]

Remembering 9/11

Another post from last year as we move closer to the 10th anniversary of 9/11. (Warning: some of the descriptions below are graphic and may be disturbing for some readers.) It’s the aftermath of 9/11 I remember the most: people wandering like ghosts through silent streets for days after the towers fell; the echoing silence everywhere, a silence so profound it was nearly palpable; the scorched and smoky smell that permeated everyplace Downtown, that made the heart jump and the throat … [Read more...]

13 Things I Like About Islam Revisited

With the 10th anniversary of 9/11 around the corner, I'm considering old and new articles to share. This is an old one, but if a little good-natured interfaith understanding is all I share for 9/11, I will be content. Originally published September 10, 2010. 13. Algebra So maybe I don't like algebra but I definitely respect it. Muslim scholars made significant contributions to mathematics. Well done! 12. Cat Stevens Now known as Yusuf Islam, this is an artist that has had a lot of … [Read more...]

Guest Post: Peter Dybing shares a 9/11 Ritual for Tolerance

911 Ritual for Tolerance and Remembrance Many in our community have expressed shock and dismay at the trend towards religious intolerance that has developed as the anniversary of 911 approaches. As a response, the following short ritual is provided as a way that we can express our collective intent for a peaceful and tolerant world on September 11, 2010. In calling the quarters and inviting the Lord and the Lady care should be taken to summon deities and energies that represent openness, … [Read more...]

Remembering 9/11

(Warning: some of the descriptions below are graphic and may be disturbing for some readers.) It’s the aftermath of 9/11 I remember the most: people wandering like ghosts through silent streets for days after the towers fell; the echoing silence everywhere, a silence so profound it was nearly palpable; the scorched and smoky smell that permeated everyplace Downtown, that made the heart jump and the throat close up with remembered horror; the open-hearted camaraderie that reached across … [Read more...]


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