sharing a dream

Dear folks- perhaps it was listening the Bill Moyer's conversation 
last night or just the exhaustion of caring yet not having anything 
concrete to do about our collective tragedy.  I find myself thinking 
of all those people, the family thinking how I would feel and then 
realizing I have no idea how I would feel.

I had a vivid dream last night of the area formerly occupied by the 
destroyed building becoming a center for our resolve.  The rubble 
will always be intertwined with the event and the victims and in my 
dream I was floating over the area and below was an open cathedral 
where people of all faiths were meeting open to the sky, I saw area 
for quiet groups to meet and grieve, as I traveled the site in my 
dream I saw 5000 glass hearts hanging in archways not only for each 
person but for each of us.

I woke this something and my stoic resolve is gone and the full 
weight is beginning to sink in.

I hope we can have the American spirit as all people's who feel they 
are Americans where ever they live will rise phoenix-like from the 
ashes.

Thank you for letting me share.