The Sixties Movement
These turbulent years faded away without bringing about
anything that was in the heart of the sincere. We write
these articles to those who were also disillusioned and
hurt by the unfulfilled promise.
The Woodstock
Nation
A chance to live out the values we embraced, to love and
share, to be natural, to be free from what he hated in society.
We could reject what we saw around us, but would we find
our way to build a new society? Could we truly love and
be loved?
Hippiecrit
If we did not attain to the society of love and peace we
sought, who is to blame? Most of us eventually settled for
the status quo and have become what we once hated. If you
have ever wondered why the Movement never got off the ground,
you may find the answer in these articles.
Personal Experiences
Can the zeal and ideals of youth be tempered with wisdom
and experience without losing the original vision? These
articles describe the struggles of some who grew up in the
Sixties, and how they found the reality of the life they
longed for.
The Woodstock Nation
The Elusive Dream
Haight-Ashbury! Do you remember what magic these
two words held in our minds?! Thousands grabbed their bedrolls,
backpacks, or sleeping bags and left home to find this Promised
Land...
A Place to Belong
Thirty years ago communes sprang up where everyone
shared everything, searching for peace and love. But our
little utopias faded away. Can the longing in our hearts
to live together in peace ever be satisfied? Is there such
a place?
A Hope that Doesn't
Disappoint
If we human beings really could be washed and
cleansed of all the guilty stains buried deep in the recesses
of our souls, then we could be one!
Timothy Leary's Dead
Doctor Timothy Leary began to preach the gospel
of LSD and left Harvard in search of disciples. He preached
that we could expand our minds, deepen our consciousness
and lift ourselves out of a mundane existence. We swallowed
it, hook, line, and sinker.
We Are Stardust, We
are Golden
Getting back to the garden had tremendous significance
at Woodstock. We were trying to find Utopia, that place
of everlasting bliss and happiness, which history had taught
was nowhere.
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Roots
The hippie exterior eventually
wore off, exposing the roots that
were still there. Like it or not,
we'd become the very thing we'd railed
against.
Come Together!
This was the cry that became a Movement. It was
in the heart of a whole generation, fueled by a desire for
a love we sensed was possible and a justice we knew the
world needed.
Are You a Hippiecrit?
Did we really think we could throw off the ancient
boundaries of conscience and create a society of love and
unity?
After All is Said
and Done
Our higher learning enabled us to know everything
that was wrong with the world and yet justify our enjoyment
of that same world to its fullest.
Personal Experiences
Children of the
Children
As I got older, I began to
discover that all these dreams of
"getting back to the land"
had evolved into one thing.
Back to the Garden
A fine home, a good marriage, beautiful land,
and healthy children — but the tranquility was only external.
Going back to the land and being self-sufficient wasn't
enough.
Radical of Radicals
A radical can only bring about a positive change
in society if he himself is rooted in a life-sustaining
source.
Confession of a
Former Feminist
It is true that woman is
the key to restoration, but feminists
won't like the recipe...
Flower Children
From that first "summer of love" to the close
of the Vietnam War, we burst into flower, faded, and scattered
the seed of our generation all across the United States.
We were the flower children — young, innocent, and short-lived.
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