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We’re unsure whether to go. “I don’t want to hear about how we haven’t got much time left,” I lament.
By Sy SafranskyJune 1975We create the world with our beliefs. This is as true of global ecologies as of our more personal environment — our bodies, our homes.
June 1975I can live almost anywhere but my relationship with the animals and flora determine if I am at home there. The vibrations of any home, whether in city or countryside, are affected by the life that cohabits with us. And surely the quality of any life indicates and determines the quality of all life.
By Leaf DiamantApril 1975Just today I found that the dialogue with a book supersedes the lecture being given by it. Some compilers of books even work upon that premise.
By Gayle GarrisonApril 1975It’s been more than a year since we met. Unless your recall is better than I imagine, I doubt you remember me. We talked for an hour; I was, ostensibly, interviewing you, for the first issue of THE SUN. In fact, I just wanted to be with you, and needed a good excuse.
By Sy SafranskyApril 1975I am interested in being part of a community business for a number of reasons. Basically, I am sick and tired of working for organizations which put some distant goal or task (such as working on a “very important” government research contact) above my own needs as a person.
By Hal RichmanApril 1975I came to Tree House because I was under so much pressure at home I was about to have a breakdown. My family had broken up and I was living with my mother and my brother.
By Cindy CrossenApril 1975I remember when we dressed in silks, all hair and bells and sweet hallucination, and the bird that rose in our chest we called freedom, and let fly. It was the demand air made of us, and we made a fashion of the wind, sweeping, gliding, curving it to our needs.
By Sy SafranskyApril 1975Speaking without words is like bleeding. The actualization of color in the chest. A chapter in flesh-tones. A swim in the energy that moves people, that draws on the subtle influence of inner mysteries — those essences which are the source of human action.
By Joe BlankenshipApril 1975Friends are great — can’t say enough about them. When ya have one, cultivate him, appreciate him. A friend can make bad times a lot more bearable.
By I. ConoclastApril 1975Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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