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Greetings Everyone,

This was sent to me from another coven I belong to and I thought it was worth sharing.

I hope it's ok that I'm passing this along!

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All the Gods were terribly busy during the evening of September 10,

2001. They sent feelings of foreboding to many people, and for some

they sent minor illnesses that prevented them from wanting to go to work, or to take that flight the next morning. For those who persisted

in spite of bad feelings and upset tummies or headaches, the Gods

worked on through the early hours of the morning, setting up traffic

snarls, and delaying mass transit. They caused forgetfulness and

arguments that delayed many more people from reaching their flights on

time, or getting to work during the crucial minutes that could have

taken their lives.

The World Trade Center normally has over 50,000 people in it. Less than

20,000 actually showed up for work on time that day, ignoring or

oblivious to all the signs the Gods put in their way. The airplanes had

seating for more than a 1,000 people each; quite a few seats were empty

on all four flights that day.

The Gods rode those airplanes, standing ready to support their people.

Mars and Athena, Thor and the Morrigan soothed anxieties, and instilled

the people with courage to meet their fate bravely. Those who chose to

fight (it could have been ALL of the passengers, for all we know - and

that's what I choose to believe), the Gods stood by them, offering them

support and channeling away their fears. Valkyries escorted the flights

to their destinations to help the Gods lift the souls at just the right

time to the afterlife of their beliefs.

When the planes struck the towers and the Pentagon, the Gods were

there, striking fear into those who had time to flee so they would run

faster, and cradling the spirits of the ones who died. They sat beside

the wounded, soothing them until rescue came - and urging the rescuers

to hurry.

When the planes struck the towers in New York City, the buildings did

not collapse immediately. They stood tall and trembling, held up by the

hands of many Gods so as many people as possible could evacuate the

buildings -not just the towers, but the buildings nearby, too. When the

towers were so fragile the Gods had to let go, they pushed the walls

inward, so the towers didn't fall across the city and cause even

greater damage.

They collapsed neatly in on themselves in as small a space as they

could. And when the damage to the Pentagon and the towers was done, the

Gods spent time supporting each rescue worker and volunteer as they

tackled the grizzly backbreaking work of searching for the wounded and

retrieving the dead, giving them strength and determination, keeping

despair at bay. Other Gods, among them powerful Quetzalcoatl and loving

Amaterasu and tender Glioca, cherished the shocked souls of the

citizens of the two cities, giving them the courage to face another day

in a ravaged city, the courage to go back to work, the courage to smile

again. And still other compassionate Gods: Kuan Yin, Krishna, Demeter,

Hera, Buddha and the Jade Emperor of Heaven, guarded the wounded souls

of the friends and families who searched for and waited for word of

their missing loved ones, ready to support them through the grief when

they learned it was their loved one who was dead, and cheering with

them when one was found alive.

All around the country, the Gods rallied to their people, sending power

to heal the spiritual wounds to those who had the knowledge and desire

to use that power. Prayer circles and healing circles dotted the land,

candles burned on shelves, and bonfires blazed in tribute to the

fallen, and in praise of the living. Love, love from the people and

love from the Gods, were balm to the wounded heart of the land.

Only a tithing of those who should have died that terrible day did.

Each person who died paid the price of life for their coworkers and

fellow travellers. What the Gods planned is unknown to me, but I know

each soul was tenderly cherished as it left it's body.

The Gods were terribly busy then. And they are busy still. Pause and

feel the power of the Gods thrumming through the air. Hear the words of

the Gods through the voices of their people. See the work of the Gods

all about you. The power of the gods is in you and of you - and you are

not alone.

**Author unknown**

The emotions that I am feeling right now have stifled any words that I may

have had.

Go in peace, love and understanding. And may Her light always shine on your path.

Brightest blessings.

The Good Witch of the North.

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