The Deeper Wound
---Deepak Chopra
As fate would have it, I was leaving New
York on a jet flight that took off 45 minutes before the unthinkable
happened. By the time we landed in Detroit, chaos had broken
out. When I grasped the fact that American security had broken
down so tragically, I couldn't respond at first. My wife and
son were also in the air on separate flights, one to Los Angeles,
one to San Diego. My body went absolutely rigid with fear.
All I could think about was their safety, and it took several
hours before I found out that their flights had been diverted
and both were safe.
Strangely, when the good news came, my body
still felt that it had been hit by a truck. Of its own accord
it seemed to feel a far greater trauma that reached out to
the thousands who would not survive and the tens of thousands
who would survive only to live through months and years of
hell. And I asked myself, Why didn't I feel this way last
week? Why didn't my body go stiff during the bombing of Iraq
or Bosnia? Around the world my horror and worry are experienced
every day. Mothers weep over horrendous loss, civilians are
bombed mercilessly, refugees are ripped from any sense of
home or homeland. Why did I not feel their anguish enough
to call a halt to it?
As we hear the calls for tightened American
security and a fierce military response to terrorism, it is
obvious that none of us has any answers. However, we feel
compelled to ask some questions.
Everything has a cause, so we have to ask,
What was the root cause of this evil? We must find out not
superficially but at the deepest level. There is no doubt
that such evil is alive all around the world and is even celebrated.
Does this evil grow from the suffering and
anguish felt by people we don't know and therefore ignore?
Have they lived in this condition for a long time?
One assumes that whoever did this attack feels
implacable hatred for America. Why were we selected to be
the focus of suffering around the world?
All this hatred and anguish seems to have
religion at its basis. Isn't something terribly wrong when
jihads and wars develop in the name of God? Isn't God invoked
with hatred in Ireland, Sri Lanka, India, Pakistan, Israel,
Palestine, and even among the intolerant sects of America?
Can any military response make the slightest
difference in the underlying cause? Is there not a deep wound
at the heart of humanity?
If there is a deep wound, doesn't it affect
everyone?
When generations of suffering respond with
bombs, suicidal attacks, and biological warfare, who first
developed these weapons? Who sells them? Who gave birth to
the satanic technologies now being turned against us?
If all of us are wounded, will revenge work?
Will punishment in any form toward anyone solve the wound
or aggravate it? Will an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth,
and limb for a limb, leave us all blind, toothless and crippled?
Tribal warfare has been going on for two thousand
years and has now been magnified globally. Can tribal warfare
be brought to an end? Is patriotism and nationalism even relevant
anymore, or is this another form of tribalism?
What are you and I as persons going to do
about what is happening? Can we afford to let the deeper wound
fester any longer?
Everyone is calling this an attack on America,
but is it not a rift in our collective soul? Isn't this an
attack on civilization from without that is also from within?
When we have secured our safety once more
and cared for the wounded, after the period of shock and mourning
is over, it will be time for soul searching. I only hope that
these questions are confronted with the deepest spiritual
intent. None of us will feel safe again behind the shield
of military might and stockpiled arsenals. There can be no
safety until the root cause is faced. In this moment of shock
I don't think anyone of us has the answers. It is imperative
that we pray and offer solace and help to each other. But
if you and I are having a single thought of violence or hatred
against anyone in the world at this moment, we are contributing
to the wounding of the world.
Love,
Deepak