I was over there when it happened. My folks live out there and I was bringing their grandaughter to see them. Made ticket reservations on line and was coming back the end of aug. Rechecked before leaving and they changed my departure to 9/11/01.
We left early for the airport. I want to say 5:30 ish. Got there and there were no lines, no noise and parking spaces right upfront. I said (sadly, sarcastically), "Who hijacked us this time?" and when I walked in maybe 4 people were at the counter and police dogs were going up and down the hallways. I'll never forget it.
There was a woman by the window on a cell phone crying - she was in her late 60's maybe? She had just visited her son who worked in the twin towers. He died the day she was heading back home.
Because of this experience, well I spend a good part of yesterday a mess and projecting empathy, love and remorse for such hateful actions in the name of religion or whatever virgins they think are waiting for them and sent a vigil of hope, appreciation, admiration for a fate most of us could never imagine.
I don't pray for world peace because I don't feel it's possible. As long as there is greed whether it's money or power and with as many people out there that think their way is the ONLY or right way, it's going to take more than a prayer.
I did meditate on healing (for the world), strength (for myself) so my actions will reflect and ripple out something positive and have an effect over time that can lead to a better outcome in this web of life.