I’m remembering the evening of and the days immediately following September 11 2001.
I am thinking about all this as a writer and a believer in the power of voice–almost every religious tradition speaks of the power of the Word. The Bible says it came first.
And I think I am saying this: speak, write, voice truth to power.
And also speak, write, voice love and light in what feels dark, haunted, grim.
I have two things for sure in this world–faith and voice and I feel responsible for using them as best I can, whenever I can, to benefit as much as I can. Now more than ever.
Props to Dan Rather and Suheir Hammad, especially, for the gift of reminding me. Because with all this, and you know what I mean by this, I damned sure forgot.