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Tabula Rasa
Visiting the canteen, barking up the wrong tree, creating spaces of silence
June 1975Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
Survival Primer
We create the world with our beliefs. This is as true of global ecologies as of our more personal environment — our bodies, our homes.
June 1975Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
Treehouse: Growing Up, But Mostly Growing
I 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.
April 1975Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
The New Age: Who Dares Believe It?
I 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.
April 1975Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
A Primer On Friends, Family And Community
Friends: Not to be confused with admirers, or friendly faces, or lovers. No one has a lot of friends — at least, not good friends, and that’s the only kind.
April 1975Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
The Chapel Hill Syndrome
I’m not down on Chapel Hill. With me it’s a matter of finding out that I don’t have to live there in order to be up. I have not always felt this way. In fact, I had a bad case of what I call the Chapel Hill Syndrome.
September 1974
Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
The Traveler Returns: Home, More Or Less, At Last
Going home, as if home were still a possibility, or, like those other shadowy and relative values of our age — love, honesty, rationality — nothing more than a momentary echo of something past, and nearly forgotten, a smudge on the map, a torn page from the history book, when families stayed put, when the heart was forever, when politicians were statesmen, when faith was an arbiter at the edge of learning rather than a substitute for reason.
September 1974
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