I wrote the following article when I got stuck in Washington D.C. on September 11th. It was published in various places, and what was true then, is still true today. Please help to spread the Light and the message of Love and Understanding so that we can all truly come together in Peace…as One World.

On September 10th, I flew from Los Angeles, California to Dulles Airport in Washington D.C. I was suppose to fly on to Stockholm, Sweden to work on music with my friend, Pelle Handen, for our Los Angeles event.

Late that night on September 10th, I left Dulles Airport in a taxi, headed for our apartment in Washington D.C. The next day, I would leave for Stockholm, Sweden. On September 11th, I woke up to the sound of sirens wailing through out the city. Of course I had no idea that the Pentagon was burning, and I had just passed by it the night before. I looked at my website message board and emails were pouring in from around the world, yet, I still did not comprehend what was happening.

I turned on the TV, but there was no sound, only snowy pictures of the World Trade Center and the Pentagon burning, and a few captions. I tried the telephone, but it was not working. Here I sat in an apartment building on the 10th floor, which was located right in the heart of Washington D.C. between the U.S. Capitol Building, the Washington Monument and the White House. Incoming messages were saying that a car bomb had gone off at the Capital Building, and that the White House and Reagan National Airport had been bombed. I could not get any local news or even call out on the telephone, so I truly thought that a bomb would be dropped on D.C. and we would all find ourselves in the next realm.

When we are confronted with the tragedy of human and Earthly suffering and are faced with the true possibility of death, the feelings within can suddenly transport us to a somewhat supernatural level. Of course, I, like any other human (or as much human as I am) can initially react with normal stress symptoms when confronted with the possibility of departing this Earth so suddenly. After all, one does eventually get use to this Earth condition and the sudden thought of departing can take some getting use to.

The dear souls who departed quickly and instantaneously in these horrific incidences, did not have a lot of time, or any time at all to think about the situation. They were in this world one minute, and found themselves in another world rather suddenly. When you have time to think about these sort of things, or to live with the threat that you are going to be blown up at any moment, it can cause a certain kind of stress to the physical nervous system and the emotional, and even the spiritual psyche.

I emailed my beloved family members telling them how much I loved them, and that it had been a good life. I didn't want to dwell in the negative or be morose, but it was certainly a difficult situation to tell them good-bye. Words cannot begin to describe my inner turmoil. I cried as I wrote; yet I tried to sound cheerful and even glib about it. After a while, my intense stress was starting to settle down and I accepted the inevitable with a calm resolve. My time was up and that was that. I didn't really feel that I had accomplished all of my Mission yet, but I needed to tell my family good-bye, just in case, and it was important that they knew how much I loved them.

I spent hours communing with people from around the world. I can tell you that the Light was radiating strongly as a result of this tragedy, and it is still, ever growing. As I posted messages on my message board, emails continued to come in, giving me the encouragement, love and hope that I so desperately needed. People from far away places were asking me to call them on the telephone and to reverse the charges. Tears are forming now, just to think about this outpouring of Love. Everything that I had spoken or written about, was now manifesting as the Light accelerated to amazingly bright and world wide proportions. The things that can't be seen are often the things that can be felt deeply. And in feelings, there are often no words really, to describe what takes place. But I will try nevertheless, and hope that you can feel along with me in your heart and spirit.

I was elevated beyond all that I had ever known - joyous and exuberant, in what seemed on the surface to be a tragedy beyond anything we have perhaps known. Full of peace and hope now, I filled up my bathtub with water and all the containers I could find. My time was not supposed to end just yet. I knew that without a doubt. It was really only beginning, as I had a lot more work to do in this world! I needed to go outside and spread the Light and see what was going on. I didn't want to take the elevator 10 stories down, just in case, so I put on my jogging shoes and bounded down all 10 stories to the main lobby. I ask the doorman if it was safe to go outside. He said, it was probably safer out there than inside the apartment building. So with that, I immediately went through the glass doors out into the bright and humid D.C. sunshine. A beautiful day… but all the people were gone. Washington D.C. had been evacuated. Stores, restaurants, museums, the entire government had left and the streets and sidewalks were empty and eerie.

I had heard that the highways leading out of the city were jammed with cars and that no one was allowed in. All that remained now were strategic policeman on every corner, a few dazed tourists and the homeless that had nowhere else to go….and me. I was the only one to cross Pennsylvania Ave. to the Mall, which is the grassy strip between the U.S. Capitol Building and the Washington Monument. A TV camera crew was situation there as President Bush's helicopters came whirring overhead into the city. My heart leapt, and I was ready to dive into the bushes, thinking it was going to crash down. But then I heard that it was President Bush coming into the city to address the American people on television.

I walked alone in the city, yet, when I heard jets overhead, my heart raced again. So alone, no one to explain or tell me that they were not planes that were going to dive bomb exactly into the location that I was standing….and, what in the world was I doing standing around between the U.S. Capitol Building, the Washington Monument and the White House anyway? There are people that are suggesting that I was bringing Light to Washington D.C. Well, that can seem a little far-fetched to me…yet, what am I always talking about? We as humans need to be bringing Light into this world with however we do it.

I was not consciously bringing Light, you know, standing out there like a crazed person on the Mall waving my arms or anything…yet, we DO contain the Light within, and we DO have the capability to bring it to the world. It is the same as praying. Only in some cases, it is not even a conscious act or a planned event. We simply are Light, and it is our spirits that can reach out to others and help in ways that we may not even be aware of. It is with a sincere desire to help humanity that our spirits evolve and awaken to this power. It is a power that goes beyond and even past our physical bodies and our conscious minds. It is part of Creation…it is Spirit within, and the Great Spirit outside of ourselves…yet the Spirit that connects us all as one.

Nothing is by accident, and all things are for a reason. No matter what the situation looks like on the surface, there is always great meaning attached to it. What has happened now is for the ultimate purpose of good. This is what I believe. This is what we must believe if we are to survive in the physical realm and go on. This will help to usher in the New Age. Just know that through this Earthly tragedy, it is something entirely different in another realm. These departed souls should be honored because they chose on a spirit level to leave in this way, so that we could all move into the next level.

The chosen circumstances had to be monumental as to gain the attention of every person on this Earth. This is certainly no accident in the overall scheme of things, but a major and eventful happening that will serve to move us forward. It may not seem so on a physical level, but I know, having roamed the streets of Washington D.C. and standing between the Capitol, the monument and the White House, watching, feeling, talking to people…that something very, very important has happened.

I write this with tears and great emotion, because there really are so many multi-dimensional levels to this. There are the loved ones left behind…the children, the parents, husbands, wives and friends. There is the terror of those final, departing moments…and yet, the spiritual awakening that I have witnessed in my own heart; in the hearts of people in this city, and those coming to me in emails and on my Message Board…well, they have been beyond description. I would go so far to even call what is happening inside of people…a miracle.

I sit here, still, very much alone on the 10th floor, my apartment building right beside the FBI building, sirens still blaring, wondering…ever wondering, yet peaceful now within my soul…knowing all is, as it's suppose to be. I was here for a reason and a purpose… and then I will get on a plane next week at Dulles Airport in Washington D.C., fly to New York City, then onto Stockholm, Sweden. And then I will come back, get on a plane at Dulles and fly to Los Angeles.

Even though I have brought many inspired messages, and I understand and know how we are suppose to act, behave and think… still, I have tears. That is simply part of the Human Condition. It is inevitable to feel the pain. But through each other, we are connecting in Love and Light…and it is this that sustains me and helps me to do what I do and to be here now. I love you.