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The Teachings of the Sufi Masters

There must be an acceleration of a shift in consciousness so humans have a greater understanding of each of their roles on this planet. On the material plane there are so many areas of concern that each of us must be aware of. They all can be dealt with if the shift in consciousness takes place along with each of us doing our share in spreading the material plane work along with the cosmic work.
Acknowledging that our breath is a universal breath, connected wit… Continue

NEW MEXICO
A NEW BEGINNING
In the winter of 1970 a group of strangers migrated from cities to the Santa Fe Community School in Santa Fe, New Mexico where this odyssey began. If there can be a beginning for anything that happens in life, since now I know: Life is a smooth if sometimes irregular and uncertain ongoing creation story, from the big bang to this moment. We each brought with something with us that became a part of the whole.
Like a spark of spirit.
A simple spark inside that was being… Continue

THE AUSTIN WOMEN
Then “The Women” came. Some of us knew them from Austin. Not me, they weren’t my friends, but they were coming.
A collective of lesbians,
Came in pairs,
Small groups,
Left, came again.
We helped them look for their own land,
Bottom land, down by a river, beautiful place,
With very difficult access. They bought it ─ I think,
Who can remember?
But never lived there.
In the meantime they were there,
With us,
But on their own.
Really there, living in the “monks cabin.”
An old log ca… Continue

GANJA BOOGIE BAND


I was driving my VW van, my seven year old son, Miguel, in the back, as our small, slow moving caravan of school bus, VW beetle and truck, labored up the dusty, dirt, Brown Mountain road to Nogo, Arkansas after a circuitous route, from Santa Fe, New Mexico to Austin, where others joined us to commence our adventure. This was the early contingent of sixteen hippies going to live on 40 acres on the edge of the national forest.
I remember questioning, wondering, my uncertainty a… Continue

NATIVE HIPPIE WHEAT
By
Sh’mal Ellenberg


“Grow wheat?
Kenge, what do you mean, grow wheat?”

“We can grow wheat,” he tells me. “I know we can grow wheat.”
Lance and Kenge were confident, convincing,
While I wondered, “What do they know?”

To plant: we ordered 100 pounds of organic wheat from the co-op.

Till it comes,
In the meantime,
We will prepare.

We organized a six person shit shoveling team.
Early one morning, put together some food,
Rolled a few Js,
Pitch forks, shovels, wheelbarrow on… Continue