I’m suddenly jolted from my trans-like state back into reality. My head drops to the table with pure exhaustion. After allowing myself a short rest period, I raise my head and examine my life today. I analyze where I’ve been and where I’m going. I realize my experiences are what made me who I am today and have opened me up for expansion. I learned to dig down for that inner strength that many are unaware even exists. Therefore, I would not change any of my experiences. They were exactly as they were meant to be.
As for today, well, I guess one could say I’m still holding the energy of the sixties as my desire to heal the world has not depreciated. I’ve returned to school to make myself better equipped to help others heal, evolve, and grow. My web site is a continual work in progress, and my second book is almost ready to send to the publishers. Someone once told me one person cannot make a difference. I say, if we all had that attitude nothing would ever change. I will continue to do my part to help create change even if it means butting heads with someone.
Ok, with that last strong statement, I’d like to shift things a bit and transition into the purpose of my telling this story just in case it hasn’t revealed itself to you as of yet. This is not a story intended to place focus upon me or my experiences. It is a story using my life as an example to show not only how my life correlates with the 60’s but also how the 60’s era still shows up in our lives even today. Experiences and desires such as the Vietnam War, irresponsibility in relationships, drug abuse, having the Great American Family, standing up for yourself and your personal freedom, and aspiring to heal the world are all aspects of and hold the energy of the 60’s.
Through my interaction with various healing groups, spiritual groups, women’s liberation groups, etc. I have come to know I am not the only person who has lived experiences such as these. No, I am not the only one. Fact is there are many, each of which, have their own unique version of the same 60’s movie playing and replaying and replaying.
None of these people, myself included, view these experiences as a bad thing but rather as a propelling force taking us to a place of action; action to bring awareness; action to create change; action to make a difference; action for a better, brighter, more unified tomorrow. With this being said, I ask you, “Are the 60’s really dead and gone?”
