Dear Arthur i saw your movie yesterday and i loved it so much. there were scenes that tears were in my eyes. it was very sensitive approach of the meaning of yoga and i was and i am indeed very happy that yoga changed so many lives and i hope that it will do the same for me too...you are so kind. Thank you from the bottom of my heart....
— Sofia Georgiadou, Greece

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This I feel is a pretty fair account of the situation…Love to you all xoxoxo…. By the way I will write more as the numbness settles and clarity is regained…Today a sense of cautious calm is definitely in the air…I am fine I know Angels surround me and keep me from fear!!!! I only heard one gunshot last night which is great!!! I am celebrating as my 2 street cats survived my 3 week absence and the street turbulence!!!!♥ Peace and Heart Hugzzzzz

I don’t believe in coincidences. I don’t believe that any of us ever connect by accident. I believe that every situation we encounter & that every person we meet during our life time has a soul purpose in our life. I further believe that over time we can see how all the pieces of our past life experiences & encounters fit together as one to complete the present image we are living in our dream of life!

Had I not dabbled in yoga around 15 years ago, my life path would not have led me to “Y Yoga Movie” & then onto becoming friends with filmmaker Arthur Klein. Had I not dabbled in yoga & then made it part of my daily life I would never have realized what a powerful tool for creating World Peace it truly is! Had I not been in Egypt on that fateful day of Sept 11th 2001 I am not sure I would have been led to what I feel is now in this presented moment of now, my present God Given life purpose on earth which has again connected me to Arthur Klein.

This re-connection has very clearly reinforced my belief that YOGA is a powerful loving energetic key to World Peace. Yoga is breath & breath is life & as I breath I center in peace & as I am centered in peace, peace is all I have to offer life. Yoga heals, yoga realigns, yoga expands us way beyond our physical. Yoga reveals the truth of spirit & in spirit we are all ONE, & in spirit there is only Love. Yoga clearly teaches us we are each responsible for shaping our well being in life. No-one can do it for another but as one by one we live in personal peace & wellness before we know it; so too is all life around us!

I would like to now briefly outline how the universe initially connected Arthur & I and then how my proposed Mt Sinai Sept 11th 2011 FORGIVENESS – PEACE VIGIL reconnected us but this time so much more strongly as we join forces with one focused intent of burying pains of the past so that we can step into life unencumbered & free to live as one unified humans race in Peace Love & harmony. We both strongly believe its time to let go of the hell of the past so that we can begin live Heaven on earth.

I’m an Australian who lives in Egypt by choice or perhaps I should say by spirit! In the year 2009 I went home for a brief holiday. My daughter Sam who dabbled in yoga with me all those years ago had by then become a yoga instructor so when we are together yoga is quite prevalent. During this trip home the “Y Yoga Movie” DVD was advertised on TV & we immediately both wanted one & of course each got one. Arthur Klein’s opening words on the video relating to Sept. 11th struck a cord with me because of the way yoga had helped center him in peace after the collapse of Twin Towers which had simultaneously collapsed his idea of the world. That was powerful!

I had already known that if I was the least downhearted as I entered a yoga session I always came out of it feeling good but I had not even considered that it could overcome something as devastating as the effects of Sept. 11th! Yet Arthur’s voice sincerely echoed joy in its every note & his spirit was so open & inviting, so obviously it must have! I remember thinking if yoga has this great an effect then it definitely had the potential to rid the world of hatred & all related emotions. Yoga could heal the world – Yoga could center the world in peace! Was bending, stretching, breathing all that was needed to reshape our war torn world to a love healed world!

That was a fleeting thought which I let it go of as I got on with my day to day life with no more consideration until recently when Arthur & I connected regarding my Mt Sinai Sept.11th FORGIVENESS-PEACE VIGIL.

Arthur & I are facebook friends who had an instant rapport once we started posting comments & on each others wall. As I said earlier I believe there are no coincidences in life- I feel Arthur & I were destined to meet. If I recall correctly he added me as a friend as my profile states that I like yoga! I had no real idea who Arthur was in the yoga world but readily accepted his friendship as it felt good & I liked his profile picture! When I saw “Y Yoga Movie”, I thought ‘Wow he’s my facebook friend’. It was during my trip to Australia that he & I got to know each other a little better basically because of my daughter’s yoga connection as I am much more verbal about yoga in Australia. In Egypt I talk to myself about it as none of my close friends in Egypt practice yoga.

Since then we have popped up in each others facebook lives from time to time with the rapport as strong as ever. When I posted my September 11th FORGIVENESS-PEACE VIGIL Proposal & Arthur was the first to respond & offer his full support. He & yoga people have been my biggest supporters so far in this upcoming event which clearly confirms my original fleeting thoughts about Yoga’s potential in regard to being a World Healer & World Peacemaker when I first heard Arthur on the Y Yoga DVD speaking of how yoga helped him heal after that disastrous day.

My Vigil is for all people not just Yoga people but Yoga by its very nature & Arthur by his very nature – which these days is Yoga – immediately showed me Yoga’s natural pull & desire to heal where healing is needed as it breathes peace & love into life just by being Yoga. Yoga’s automatic response in every situation is to heal. I feel this so strongly that Arthur is meant to be on Mt Sinai with me on September 11th 2011. I believe September 11th 2001 connected us in a strange way as I was here in the midst of the Middle East & Arthur was in the US on that fateful day. He saw the effects it had on life there. I saw the effects it had on life here. We both know its time to symbolically bury the past & we both know the power Yoga yields to do just that!

As I have previously said, I believe that every situation we encounter & that every person we meet during our life time has a soul purpose in our life. In addition I believe that many of us connect to live out joint soul purposes for the good of all humanity & life. Arthur & I are not alone in our passion to Forget & to Forgive so that humanity can live as One in Peace, Love & Harmony but we both know that we are meant to work together on this project for the good of all.

It is time to bury all hatred of the past & to end all resistance of letting go of the pain of the past & walk one by one with focused intent into the dawn of new way of living as one unified human race in peace love & harmony.
Please join us.

Namasté
Kerrie

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Thank you Tina and bamboomoves for your kind words…
Arthur

World Trade Center Sunrise

Two days after September 11, 2001, I received the following email forwarded by a friend of a friend who escaped the collapse of World Trade Center Tower 1.

After reading this amazing story I forwarded it to a bunch of people, and then left work in the middle of the day and went to a yoga class. I thought it was a good way to begin the process to regain a sense of peace and wellbeing.

The yoga helped, so I have been practicing yoga most every day since then. My intention is to share my yoga experience with anyone who is interested. Please join me as another peaceful warrior whose intention is to do my part in healing our fragile and injured planet.

The following email exchange is where my journey began and what inspired the creation of Y Yoga Movie.

I share with you my reflection of that day 7 years later.

In peace,
Arthur
Arthur@YYogaMovie.com
www.YYogaMovie.com

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–Original Message—–
From: Adam
Sent: Wednesday, September 12, 2001 16:22 PM
To: xxxx xxxxx
Subject: one survivors story…. SO WE NEVER FORGET.

I am sure that this is one of thousands of stories that will emerge over the next several days and weeks. I arrived as usual a little before 8am. My office was on the 87th floor of 1 World Trade Center, AKA: Tower 1, AKA: the North Tower. Most of my associates were in by 8:30m. We were standing around, joking around, eating breakfast, checking emails, and getting set for the day when the first plane hit just a few stories above us. I must stress that we did not know that it was a plane. The building lurched violently and shook as if it were an earthquake. People screamed. I watched out my window as the building seemed to move 10 to 20 feet in each direction. It rumbled and shook long enough for me to get my wits about myself and grab a co-worker and seek shelter under a doorway. Light fixtures and parts of the ceiling collapsed. The kitchen was destroyed. We were certain that it was a bomb. We looked out the windows. Reams of paper were flying everywhere, like a ticker tape parade. I looked down at the street. I could see people in Battery Park City looking up. Smoke started billowing in through the holes in the ceiling.

I believe that there were 13 of us. We did not panic. I can only assume that we thought that the worst was over. The building was standing and we were shaken but alive. We checked the halls. The smoke was thick and white and did not smell like I imagined smoke should smell. Not like your BBQ or your fireplace or even a bonfire. The phones were working. My wife had taken our 9 month old for his check up. I called my nanny at home and told her to page my wife, tell her that a bomb went off, I was ok, and on my way out. I grabbed my laptop. Took off my tee shirt and ripped it into 3 pieces. Soaked it in water. Gave 2 pieces to my friends. Tied my piece around my face to act as an air filter. And we all started moving to the staircase.

Y Yoga Movie Prod Still World Trade Center Fireman

One of my dearest friends said that he was staying until the police or firemen came to get him. In the halls there were tiny fires and sparks. The ceiling had collapsed in the men ‘s bathroom. It was gone along with anyone who may have been in there. We did not go in to look. We missed the staircase on the first run and had to double back. Once in the staircase we picked up fire extinguishers just in case.

On the 85th floor a brave associate of mine and I headed back up to our office to drag out my partner who stayed behind. There was no air, just white smoke. We made the rounds through the office calling his name. No response. He must have succumbed to the smoke. We left defeated in our efforts and made our way back to the stairwell. We proceeded to the 78th floor where we had to change over to a different stairwell. 78 is the main junction to switch to the upper floors. I expected to see more people. There were some 50 to 60 more. Not enough. Wires and fires all over the place. Smoke too. A brave man was fighting a fire with the emergency hose. I stopped with to friends to make sure that everyone from our office was accounted for. We ushered them and confused people into the stairwell.

Y Yoga Movie Prod Still 911 Ground Zero

In retrospect, I recall seeing Harry, my head trader, doing the same several yards behind me. I am only 35. I have known him for over 14 years. I headed into the stairwell with 2 friends.
We were moving down very orderly in Stair Case A. very slowly. No panic. At least not overt panic. My legs could not stop shaking. My heart was pounding. Some nervous jokes and laughter. I made a crack about ruining a brand new pair of Merrells. Even still, they were right, my feet felt great. We all laughed.

We checked our cell phones. Surprisingly, there was a very good signal, but the Sprint network was jammed. I heard that the Blackberry 2 way email devices worked perfectly. On the phones, 1 out of 20 dial attempts got through. I knew I could not reach my wife so I called my parents. I told them what happened and that we were all okay and on the way down. Soon, my sister in law reached me. I told her we were fine and moving down. I believe that was about the 65th floor.

We were bored and nervous. I called my friend Angel in San Francisco. I knew he would be watching. He was amazed I was on the phone. He told me to get out that there was another plane on its way. I did not know what he was talking about. By now the second plane had struck Tower 2.

We were so deep into the middle of our building that we did not hear or feel anything. We had no idea what was really going on. We kept making way for wounded to go down ahead of us. Not many of them, just a few. No one seemed seriously wounded. Just some cuts and scrapes. Everyone cooperated. Everyone was a hero yesterday. No questions asked. I had co-workers in another office on the 77th floor. I tried dozens of times to get them on their cell phones or office lines. It was futile. Later I found that they were alive. One of the many miracles on a day of tragedy.

On the 53rd floor we came across a very heavyset man sitting on the stairs. I asked if he needed help or was he just resting. He needed help. I knew I would have trouble carrying him because I have a very bad back. But my friend and I offered anyway. We told him he could lean on us. He hesitated, I don’t know why. I said do you want to come or do you want us to send help for you. He chose for help. I told him he was on the 53rd floor in Stairwell A and that’s what I would tell the rescue workers. He said okay and we left.

Y Yoga Movie Prod Still World Trade Center Ground Zero

On the 44th floor my phone rang again. It was my parents. They were hysterical. I said relax, I’m fine. My father said get out, there is third plane coming. I still did not understand. I was kind of angry. What did my parents think? Like I needed some other reason to get going? I couldn’t move the thousand people in front of me any faster. I know they love me, but no one inside understood what the situation really was. My parents did.

Starting around this floor the firemen, policemen, WTC K-9 units without the dogs, anyone with a badge, started coming up as we were heading down. I stopped a lot of them and told them about the man on 53 and my friend on 87. I later felt terrible about this. They headed up to find those people and met death instead.

On the 33rd floor I spoke with a man who somehow new most of the details. He said 2 small planes hit the building. Now we all started talking about which terrorist group it was. Was it an internal organization or an external one? The overwhelming but uninformed opinion was Islamic Fanatics. Regardless, we now knew that it was not a bomb and there were potentially more planes coming. We understood.

On the 3rd floor the lights went out and we heard & felt this rumbling coming towards us from above. I thought the staircase was collapsing upon itself. It was 10am now and that was Tower 2 collapsing next door. We did not know that. Someone had a flashlight. We passed it forward and left the stairwell and headed down a dark and cramped corridor to an exit.

We could not see at all. I recommended that everyone place a hand on the shoulder of the person in front of them and call out if they hit an obstacle so others would know to avoid it. They did. It worked perfectly. We reached another stairwell and saw a female officer emerge soaking wet and covered in soot. She said we could not go that way it was blocked. Go up to 4 and use the other exit. Just as we started up she said it was ok to go down instead. There was water everywhere. I called out for hands on shoulders again and she said that was a great idea. She stayed behind instructing people to do that. I do not know what happened to her.

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We emerged into an enormous room. It was light but filled with smoke. I commented to a friend that it must be under construction. Then we realized where we were. It was the second floor. The one that overlooks the lobby. We were ushered out into the courtyard, the one where the fountain used to be.

My first thought was of a TV movie I saw once about nuclear winter and fallout. I could not understand where all of the debris came from. There was at least five inches of this gray pasty dusty drywall soot on the ground as well as a thickness of it in the air. Twisted steel and wires. I heard there were bodies and body parts as well, but I did not look. It was bad enough.

We hid under the remaining overhangs and moved out to the street. We were told to keep walking towards Houston Street. The odd thing is that there were very few rescue workers around. Less than five. They all must have been trapped under the debris when Tower 2 fell. We did not know that and could not understand where all of that debris came from. It was just my friend Kern and I now. We were hugging but sad. We felt certain that most of our friends ahead of us died and we knew no one behind us.

Y Yoga Movie Prod Still Ground Zero Somber Moment

We came upon a post office several blocks away. We stopped and looked up. Our building, exactly where our office is (was), was engulfed in flame and smoke. A postal worker said that Tower 2 had fallen down. I looked again and sure enough it was gone.

My heart was racing. We kept trying to call our families. I could not get in touch with my wife. Finally I got through to my parents. Relived is not the word to explain their feelings. They got through to my wife, thank G-d and let her know I was alive. We sat down. A girl on a bike offered us some water. Just as she took the cap off her bottle we heard a rumble. We looked up and our building, Tower 1 collapsed. I did not note the time but I am told it was 10:30am. We had been out less than 15 minutes.

Y Yoga Movie prod. still World Trade Center Flag 6 months later

We were mourning our lost friends, particularly the one who stayed in the office as we were now sure that he had perished. We started walking towards Union Square. I was going to Beth Israel Medical Center to be looked at. We stopped to hear the President speaking on the radio.

My phone rang. It was my wife. I think I fell to my knees crying when I heard her voice. Then she told me the most incredible thing. My partner who had stayed behind called her. He was alive and well. I guess we just lost him in the commotion. We started jumping and hugging and shouting. I told my wife that my brother had arranged for a hotel in midtown. He can be very resourceful in that way. I told her I would call her from there. My brother and I managed to get a gypsy cab to take us home to Westchester instead. I cried on my son and held my wife until I fell asleep.

As it turns out my partner, the one who I thought had stayed behind was behind us with Harry Ramos, our head trader. I guess they moved 1 floor every 1.5 minutes. Just a guess. This means Harry wad around the 20th floor when the building collapsed. As of now 12 of 13 people are accounted for. As of 6pm yesterday his wife had not heard from him. I fear that Harry is lost. However, a short while ago I heard that he may be alive. Apparently there is a web site with survivor names on it and his name appears there. Unfortunately, Ramos is not an uncommon name in New York. Pray for him and all those like him.

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With regards to the firemen heading upstairs, I realize that they were going up anyway. But, it hurts to know that I may have made them move quicker to find my friend. Rationally, I know this is not true and that I am not the responsible one. The responsible ones are in hiding somewhere on this planet and damn them for making me feel like this. But they should know that they failed in terrorizing us. We were calm. Those men and women that went up were heroes in the face of it all. They must have known what was going on and they did their jobs. Ordinary people were heroes too.

Today the images that people around the world equate with power and democracy are gone but “America” is not an image it is a concept. That concept is only strengthened by our pulling together as a team. If you want to kill us, leave us alone because we will do it by ourselves. If you want to make us stronger, attack and we unite. This is the ultimate failure of terrorism against The United States and the ultimate price we pay to be free, to decide where we want to work, what we want to eat, and when & where we want to go on vacation.

The very moment the first plane was hijacked, democracy won.

My reply to Adam’s email

—–Original Message—–
From: Arthur Klein
Sent: Thursday, September 13, 2001 3:43 PM
To: Adam
Subject: Survivor’s Story from the 87th Floor of WTC 1

Dear Adam,

Deb and Allan forwarded your message, and I am grateful that they did. I am sitting at my desk, tears streaming down my cheeks having just read your account of this tragedy. Thank you for taking the time to share your inner most personal and private thoughts as well as your visions of this unfathomable series of disastrous events. I hope to think that I would have had the ability and clear headedness to react as you did, with such spirit. Thank you for sharing, it gives me perspective and I believe it is my first step in starting to heal and comprehend this insanity. I hope you don’t mind, but I will forward this inspiring and hopeful image of a day where there weren’t many such encouraging images.

Sincerely and with deep respect,

Arthur

Adam’s reply my email

Arthur,

I just wanted to thank you for taking the time to think of me. I had not intended for my email to become this big international “thing” which it quite obviously has. If you were unaware it has been translated into French and ran in the Saturday edition of La Liberation, one of the French National newspapers. Furthermore, it has been in the Sunday Edition of The L.A.Times as well as other American papers. It was just intended for my family and friends but now I am quite happy to share it with all. I have received over 1000 emails from around the world and am humbled by your response.

G-d Bless and be strong,

Adam