I am so delighted that now we have a special place to gather our petals of wisdom together in this blog and share our memories of our youth, our spiritual journeys that led us to cross paths today, and welcoming in the true Dawn of the Age of Aquarius. Speaking of, can you believe we are upon the 40th Anniversary of Woodstock? Groovy! Far out!
The memories… (fade to daydreaming…sounds of legendary rock icons playing in the background, flower children dancing and spinning around like whirling dervishes for as far as the eye could see, overwhelming mystical scents of the 60′s and incense forming a humongous cloud overhead clashing against mother nature’s tempestuous force which I and many still believe was a man made attempt to disperse the crowd with thunderstorms of an intensity I’ve never seen before …or since.)
Woodstock Music & Art Fair – 3 Days of Peace & Love (August 15 – 17, 1969)
No one knew what to expect nor could anyone have ever imagined (on their wildest trip) what a life altering experience we were about to embark upon. We figured it was just another concert as we headed up to the Catskill Mountains “the country,” several hours north of New York City. I actually bought a ticket. I managed to hook up with a bunch of kids heading up there in a beat up van with no seats (crammed like sardines) on Thursday evening before the concert. We all spent that night crashing someone’s pad in Woodstock before heading out to Bethel, New York on Friday. So we were pretty early arriving…those getting a late start (or thinking they would just drive up after work) were out of luck… once the event started all the music acts and VIPS had to be helicoptered in and out as there was no way to get anywhere near the festival by vehicle. For some people (if they were lucky to get that close and not be turned back…the New York State Thruway was closed! ) and for many, it would be a 20 mile very muddy hike back to their car – if they ever found it again!



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