Unpacking Impactful Events – Part I: November 22, 1963

Last month, my spirit guide Holly suggested a new approach to our WordPress blog posts. This series of posts has been my attempt to co-create a spiritual memoir, and she had the following suggestion:

Holly: We will suggest that you allow younger memories to re-surface so we can tackle and unpack these earlier experiences. Through this historical survey of your life’s experiences, each event is an important puzzle piece in your life’s story. One impactful event less, and you would not be the same person you are today. As November 22nd approaches, you have been thinking about the impact that date had on you as a pre-teenager. It will be an important memory to unpack as the events of that day continue to carry significance in your heart and mind.

Mount Gleason Junior High School

On November 22, 1963, I was a 12-year-old 7th grader at Mount Gleason Junior High School in Sunland-Tujunga, California. I was in my home economics class just prior to lunch. We were all taken by surprise when the principal came over the loudspeaker and announced that President John F. Kennedy had been assassinated. I was so upset, I ran out of class and into the girls’ bathroom, and I broke down crying. Several other girls joined me and told me we were being allowed to go home. It was just under a mile walk up hill from my school to home, but my legs and heart were so weighed down, it seemed like an enormous task.

I had a particular fondness for President Kennedy. Just six months before his death, I had been given an assignment to write about someone I admired, and I wrote about President Kennedy. I sent him a copy of my report, and his secretary sent back a photo of the president along with a letter he had signed. I also had a fondness for President Kennedy because he was young, and he had children who were even younger than me. The First Lady, Jacqueline Kennedy, was a polyglot who spoke French, German, Italian, and Spanish, and was known to speak to people in their own language. I remember hearing her address the French people on their trip to France, and she was so well-received and appreciated.

While my preteen idealized image of President Kennedy is more realistic nowadays, there is no doubt that in my memories of November 22, 1963, I still hold compassion for his family, our country, and for my 12-year-old self who lost the fantasy she had about the future of her country and this young president who would no longer be its leader.

John F. Kennedy, Jr. salutes his father’s casket.

We hope you will take the time to unpack the impactful events of your own life. It is through this historical review that you will see the importance of each piece of your jigsaw-puzzled life. Soul Bridge Coaching and Holly, November 22, 2021

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