Today, I am eager to hear the word's of the Elder Statesman (or Woman). Someone who from their experience and perspective and care can inspire and set us on a course of unity, as well as compassion for what we all hold dear.
Today I reflect on lines from then Presidential Candidate Bobby Kennedy, "Too often do we honor swagger and bluster and the wielders of force... Our lives on this planet are too short. The work to be done is too great to let this spirit flourish any longer in this land of ours. "
Please read his words below... this is not a modern day sound bite but it's message is key in its entirety and you will likely feel bolstered and the ground of possibility once you are done.
Peace is in every choice, both big and small. We have many choices to make. May our next choices help bring peace to us all.
Mr. Bobby Kennedy- (Written in his cadence.)
" We seemingly tolerate a rising level of violence that ignores our common humanity and our claims to civilization alike.
Too often do we honor swagger and bluster and the wielders of force.
Too often do we excuse those who are willing to build their own lives in the shattered dreams of other human beings.
But this much is clear...
violence breads violence.
Repression breeds retaliation.
But when you teach a man to hate
or to fear his brother,
when you teach that he is a lesser man,
because of his color
or his beliefs,
or the policies that he pursues,
when you teach that those who differ from you threaten your freedom,
or you job
or your home
or your family,
you also learn to confront others not as fellow citizens but as enemies,
to be met not with cooperation but with conquest,
to be subjugated and to be mastered.
We learn at the last to look at our brother as aliens.
Alien men with whom we share a city but not a community.
Men bound to us in common dwelling but not in a common effort. We learn only to share a common fear.
Only a common desire to retreat from each other.
Only an impulse to meet disagreement with force.
Our lives on this planet are too short. The work to be done is too great to let this spirit flourish any longer in this land of ours.
Of course we cannot banish it with a program or a resolution.
But we can perhaps remember, if only for a time,
that those who live with us are our brothers...
that they share with us the same short moment of life.
That they seek, as do we,
nothing but the chance
to live out their lives in purpose and in happiness
winning what satisfaction and fulfillment
that they can.
Surely this bond of common fate,
surely this bond of common goals,
can teach us something.
Surely we can learn, in the least, to look around at those of us,
and surely we can begin to work a little harder to bind up the wounds among us and become,
in our hearts,
brothers and countrymen