Editor’s Note: The essay below was written in 2001 and appears in the self-published book, Through Our Eyes: A Tapestry of Words and Images in Response to September 11. Printed and distributed in 2002, the book was the result of an independent, volunteer documentary project organized by a journalist and several friends. The author’s bio was written in 2002 and has not been updated.
New South Wales, Australia
April Blair is an extraordinary woman who lets her spirit guide the way. This archaeologist presently lives in New South Wales, Australia. She works as an Aboriginal Heritage Officer for the National Parks and Wildlife Service. She wrote her letter Sept. 24.
The disaster in NY, etc. Well!!! Jenna, this is not a good subject, as we are looking at the start of the end of the world as we know it. If people think our lives are changed now, think again, as this will lead to total destruction globally. The day they assaulted and killed the innocent of NY and beyond, my heart cried along with them, my head knew this was the beginning of a Third World War, a Nuclear War. It is nerve-racking knowing our fate is in the hands of so few people (heads of our countries). Revenge is mine sayth the lord!!!!!
My concern is how the terrorist assault is handled, for it has been handled badly from years ago! This is not easy, as I had a friend (who I worked with a few years ago) who was working and getting married there. I don’t know her new name, so I don’t know whether she was gone with the others in the buildings. All we can do is wait for the results of the next stage of reactions from the US government. An assault sniper team would be the better way to respond, so as to only tackle the immediate terrorists. To STOP more innocent people from dying.
This all has made my spirit so sad and so uneasy. I’ve always looked at things in a deep way, you know, beyond the material. Now my spirit drifts and won’t settle; my heart cries all the time. My happiness has gone!! I know I will have to find it all again, but it’s not a thing you can put into words. It’s as though you have been wounded and the wound is open and sooooo tender and sore; everything is hurting!! Does that make any sense? Apart from feeling useless and not being able to help these people, I can pick up their pain and anxiety and thoughts, etc. Look I’d better stop here.
May God forgive and bless all, as he does me always!!! I think the way forward is to try and be positive so our spirits can minister to those in need and heal our hearts and the hearts of others.