First to washington d.c. to stop the government to stop the war.
I wanted to be at the big demonstration in our nation's capitol.
I knew we knew what our parent's didn't.
They so needed to believe in their government.
We were more open to the truth that the government lies.
Our parents wanted us to be educated, yet they didn't like it
when we learned things that didn't match the way they were being told it was.
To this day they still "spew out hatred" for higher education.

The war was about oil.
The wars most of my life have been about the control of natural resources.

America has an arrogant philosophy.
It wants to control everything for itself.
The dreamers want to share it all down to the last bite of food.
Is that so very awful?

Then Jackson State and Kent State happened.
We knew we were doing the right thing.
However, we were young and we wanted to live.
So, it was back to the land.

The call to gather high in the mountains of colorado, in a place where the eagles gather, reached us. It said we would gather and pray for peace.
Put my thumb out, had $1.00 and prayed for a ride.
Knew that it was some where in colorado.

MEETING THE RAINBOW - IMPORTANT MOMENT IN MY LIFE

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on the road, it is barren ... no cars in sight ... sitting on my carpet bag, ask the "most high" for a ride right to the gathering, because knew it was illegal to hitch in colorado... then as an after thought,

"oh yes and can it be a white van with a tape deck?"

the wait wasn't long ... way down the road saw a white dot growing larger ... was sure it was my ride

put the proverbial thumb out as it neared ... it passed, slowed down, stopped and backed up
i opened the door and asked where he was going ... he said to Granby Colorado ... said i prayed for a ride to this big gathering and knew he was it ... (he had a tape deck!)

when we got close to Granby, he turned on the radio and said, " if this gathering is as big as you think it is, maybe there is something on the radio about it."
when the radio came on there was a man talking, " they are taking down the gate and letting the people in ..." i became very excited and the van driver, said i will take you as close to it as i can. he did, and when he let me out, he said; "i am putting my stuff in my motel room, and i am comming to this gathering!"

i was a bit nervous when i got out as there were some pretty scruffy looking characters and i was very new to this "hippi world" ... we were pretty tame in Duluth, in comparison to the people i was seeing. so... i saw two guys walking with bibles, and felt it would be safe to follow them .... so i did ... at some point they realized they had a shadow, and surely wanted to "save" me.

"sister, do you have a bible?" ... me, "no." ... "here is one for you," they handed me a little "reddish colored" new testament ... we walked along and "pip's" bus (i didn't know pip, at the time met him a few years later in Boulder, Colorado ... trying to get a ride to the Arkansas 75 gather, and i don't even think it was his bus, yet !) passed us, and then finially after it seemed like "hours" walking we got to the place where the "climb" began ... it was straight up ... no switch back trail, yet; that must have come later ... so it went ... a group walked up "lugging" our "stuff" and then sit to rest, and a group passes by, then the group you don't yet realize you are in, gets up and begins the climb, after a while you begin to notice you are walking past the same group of people, and they notice too ... it was kinda fun, except ... the "bible" guys who now were sure they had to "save" me from these "devil" people began to kinda "bum" me out ... they were not enjoying the mass of us, as i was ... all they could see is "sin" and all i could see was "love" ...

it was getting dark and we were almost at the top, so we camped off the side of the trail ... when i woke, one of the brothers was just comming back from checking out the "gather" and said we needed to leave and i, feeling kinda "shy" and unsure walked back down with them, when i got to the road, i said i wasn't sure i wanted to leave as i really felt a lot of love and felt "drawn" to stay ... they were sure i was being "decieved" by the "devil" and were really laying on the pressure for me to go with them to their "community," i said i wanted to think about it, and so went down toward the lake and lay down and thought and felt and even cried. when they found me and said it was time to leave, i said, no, i'm staying.

they left, and i climbed back up ... it was a difficult climb ... i had an old "carpet" bag and only one pint jar for water and a tiny bit of food ... when i finially got to the top there was a brother, dressed all "gypsied out" and help me up the last bit and said, "sister are you alone?" i told him, i was and he said come and camp with my friends ... when we got to his camp someone asked us to go and get water for the camp, so we headed for the line for water, which he said would be at least a couple of hours wait, unless a kitchen came and then it would be much longer.

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