9/11 happened when my son was just over one month old. To be honest, the memories and emotions of what happened that day have in me been conditioned by what has come to my awareness since then. In one sense I have noticed the growth of a both a profound empathy towards those who lived through that first hand, and a profound horrific repugnance at those who would exploit this as just another lurid tabloid tale in which to play their demagoguery.
That day, though, it all seemed surreal - it was just one more thing on TV. And besides, the overwhelming fact was my wife and son.
There are many unanswered questions about 9/11 - a few of them do indeed involve some Saudi Arabians, money sent to al Qaeda, and the Bush regime.
But in such an ugly time, it's best to cultivate beauty in cultivating our selves, our relationships with others, and with where we live, in all that means.
If ever we needed wisdom beyond wisdom, it is in this very moment.