On this day, these are my hopes:

Remember life: that it can end so quickly, so senselessly is a reminder that life is precious.  Can we enjoy more moments we have of life?

 Remember what matters most: did people call others on 9/11 from their burning buildings to tell them how far they were on a work project?  Or did they call loved ones to say a good-bye, if they could?  Can we say "hello" and "welcome" while we're all here? To our loved ones, friends, and people who may become friends if we open ourselves?

Remember risk: on  that day, so many we now call heroes simply did what they could to try to save and preserve lives of others -- total strangers, often.

 Remember community: one immediate reaction to 9/11 was people reaching out to others, to neighbors, to people they met in stores or on the street, to talk, to share emotions, to help each others.   Can we carry more of that spirit into our daily lives, not waiting for tragedy to bring us together?

Remember justice.  What conditions make it likely that some can be convinced that others, strangers, just becaue of who they are, where they live, or where they work, are to blame for their misery and therefore deserve killing?  Can we learn to create conditions which nurture sharing and unity even in diversity rather than blame, enmity, violence?

Remember love.  We lost much on 9/11 -- a sense of security, many individual precious lives, a sense of expansive possibility rather than constricted limitations -- but we still have the choice of love.  Can we bring compassion and love to our own selves, and to those in our lives and far away, even when we are afraid?

Those are, I believe, crucial questions of human possibility that we can ponder, questions about the future, even as we acknowledge the reality of that terrible day in the past and all the days since then.

Remember.  Put that which has been broken back together.  Re-member.