I was 6 months pregnant with my first child. And I was devastated at the news of Bobby's death. I, too, often wonder what our world would be like had he lived and been elected President. I suspect it would be much kinder and gentler than it is today ... and more just. Thank you for your courage in speaking truth to power. You were the only one running for President in 2020 who made sense. You spoke the truth so many don't want to face. And thank you for honoring Bobby today. Tomorrow we begin again to do our part in creating a world of beauty, truth, and goodness.
Thank you for this Marianne. Like you, I stayed up the night he was assassinated in horror and disbelief only to wake the following morning with my heart shattered. From time to time I listen to his eulogy given by his brother Teddy. I'll reread some of his powerful speeches and wonder what kind of country we would have today had he survived. I don't have any answers today. I'll leave today for grieving and allow the sadness to open my heart. Tomorrow I'll begin again. Thank you for all you've done and everything you do. I've been a student of yours since that little church in Santa Monica where you gave talks on ACIM back in the early 90's. Like Bobby, you continue to inspire me to stay the course. God bless you. Joe
Yes; your telling of the horror and loss and feelings of hopelessness that return so potently on every anniversary of their deaths was just exactly how I felt and feel. Good grief; sure do hope "we got this"! Love and gratitude from one of the Santa Barbara ACIM family.
I was only one or two years ahead of you and we were all in bed when phone rang. One of my school mates was still up and heard the news. We stayed up for a while then went back to bed hoping there would be good news in the morning. Thank you for reminding us of the day and what we still hope for. It still makes me tear up.
I was seventeen then. I came out from my bedroom and my mother was crying- "He died!". I was furious-and wanted to do nothing so much as to go after the nearest living symbol of tyranny and authoritarianism. Only my father's stern edict kept me from going to Chicago and speaking my truth.
Robert Kennedy was evolving, away from his own part in the authoritarian state. Let us all evolve away from whatever is still keeping us tied to a tyrannical mindset.
Marianne, I was a young enthusiastic consumer newspaper reporter recently out of college when Bobby was killed. I left the newspaper office that Thursday hearing of his death and drove from Saint Paul, MN, to my family's home in the first-tier suburb of Minnepolis--crying all the way! I was looking forward to voting for Bobby since I thought he had true compassion for the people--learning it the hard way too. He quoted George Bernard Shaw's famous line that sticks with me: "Some men see things as they are and say why, I dream things that never were and say, why not." I still get sad, teary-eyed realizing the huge void created by his absence. Marianne, thanks for remembering him tonight! Peace.
Bobby lives on. He has come back, yes, reincarnated, as Beto ORourke. Most of you probably won't believe it but maybe some will. He came back quickly, because he had a mission to fulfill, and he hadn't been able to do it. He was born again into a wealthy Catholic family who gave him the advantage of a good education. He was given the name Robert again but goes by a nick-name, Beto. He is destined to do what he could not last time around.
“Bobby’s death was totally and completely devastating … We idolized them. They were our leaders. I was only 15 years old but I knew they had paved the way I would follow for the rest of my life … Thank you, Bobby. Rest in peace. We got this” … Wonderful Writing!
The struggle for the essence of loving kindness is so palpable. I spend much time asking our Creator to soften my heart in the face of so much gun violence, so much desperation in a changed world and much more patience with all living beings. Your insightful words rekindle the light of hope. There are many amazing people in the world, I will focus on all the good. Thank you Marianne.
I was in college and had friends who attended his speech where he was shot. I think I was numb. I feel this now. I feel so many of us are yelling "fire" and no one cares, they want to just defend the corruption and the lack of love so prevalent. And yet the smoke is filling the skies and the hearts of so many. This is what happens when fascists begin to take over. If you don't go along, you "get along, you get gone." I pray that the love we feel in our hearts can help others to withstand the onslaught of hate. Thank you Marianne for carrying the torch of love. It keeps me going.
Thank you Marianne. Your remembrance of him brought me to tears. I was 13 at the time and I knew deep in my heart that he was our last political hope.....
I pray daily that we will be able to make his vision a reality.
I was 6 months pregnant with my first child. And I was devastated at the news of Bobby's death. I, too, often wonder what our world would be like had he lived and been elected President. I suspect it would be much kinder and gentler than it is today ... and more just. Thank you for your courage in speaking truth to power. You were the only one running for President in 2020 who made sense. You spoke the truth so many don't want to face. And thank you for honoring Bobby today. Tomorrow we begin again to do our part in creating a world of beauty, truth, and goodness.
Thank you for this Marianne. Like you, I stayed up the night he was assassinated in horror and disbelief only to wake the following morning with my heart shattered. From time to time I listen to his eulogy given by his brother Teddy. I'll reread some of his powerful speeches and wonder what kind of country we would have today had he survived. I don't have any answers today. I'll leave today for grieving and allow the sadness to open my heart. Tomorrow I'll begin again. Thank you for all you've done and everything you do. I've been a student of yours since that little church in Santa Monica where you gave talks on ACIM back in the early 90's. Like Bobby, you continue to inspire me to stay the course. God bless you. Joe
Yes; your telling of the horror and loss and feelings of hopelessness that return so potently on every anniversary of their deaths was just exactly how I felt and feel. Good grief; sure do hope "we got this"! Love and gratitude from one of the Santa Barbara ACIM family.
His son carries the flame as well. We are lucky to have his voice and activism with us to protect our children and future generations.
I was only one or two years ahead of you and we were all in bed when phone rang. One of my school mates was still up and heard the news. We stayed up for a while then went back to bed hoping there would be good news in the morning. Thank you for reminding us of the day and what we still hope for. It still makes me tear up.
I was seventeen then. I came out from my bedroom and my mother was crying- "He died!". I was furious-and wanted to do nothing so much as to go after the nearest living symbol of tyranny and authoritarianism. Only my father's stern edict kept me from going to Chicago and speaking my truth.
Robert Kennedy was evolving, away from his own part in the authoritarian state. Let us all evolve away from whatever is still keeping us tied to a tyrannical mindset.
Marianne, I was a young enthusiastic consumer newspaper reporter recently out of college when Bobby was killed. I left the newspaper office that Thursday hearing of his death and drove from Saint Paul, MN, to my family's home in the first-tier suburb of Minnepolis--crying all the way! I was looking forward to voting for Bobby since I thought he had true compassion for the people--learning it the hard way too. He quoted George Bernard Shaw's famous line that sticks with me: "Some men see things as they are and say why, I dream things that never were and say, why not." I still get sad, teary-eyed realizing the huge void created by his absence. Marianne, thanks for remembering him tonight! Peace.
Bobby lives on. He has come back, yes, reincarnated, as Beto ORourke. Most of you probably won't believe it but maybe some will. He came back quickly, because he had a mission to fulfill, and he hadn't been able to do it. He was born again into a wealthy Catholic family who gave him the advantage of a good education. He was given the name Robert again but goes by a nick-name, Beto. He is destined to do what he could not last time around.
A beautiful remembrance MW....thank you.....May His Memory Be Eternal....
“Bobby’s death was totally and completely devastating … We idolized them. They were our leaders. I was only 15 years old but I knew they had paved the way I would follow for the rest of my life … Thank you, Bobby. Rest in peace. We got this” … Wonderful Writing!
He threatened the Oligarchy.
The struggle for the essence of loving kindness is so palpable. I spend much time asking our Creator to soften my heart in the face of so much gun violence, so much desperation in a changed world and much more patience with all living beings. Your insightful words rekindle the light of hope. There are many amazing people in the world, I will focus on all the good. Thank you Marianne.
I was in college and had friends who attended his speech where he was shot. I think I was numb. I feel this now. I feel so many of us are yelling "fire" and no one cares, they want to just defend the corruption and the lack of love so prevalent. And yet the smoke is filling the skies and the hearts of so many. This is what happens when fascists begin to take over. If you don't go along, you "get along, you get gone." I pray that the love we feel in our hearts can help others to withstand the onslaught of hate. Thank you Marianne for carrying the torch of love. It keeps me going.
Thank you Marianne. Your remembrance of him brought me to tears. I was 13 at the time and I knew deep in my heart that he was our last political hope.....
I pray daily that we will be able to make his vision a reality.
May Bobby's willingness and vision, become reality through each of us
I am glad.. on this auspicious days
In which and wherever Summer is still blooming.
I am making the transition from ice to water,
the eternal waters of Sky