Yeah, and all that

• It's true, I'm a hippie. Have been since a particularly good day in 1965.
•  I like diversity and mixing of cultures.
• The natural and the free always seemed better. 
• I like flowers and trees. 
• I can spend long moments looking at a bug, a leaf, a flower and be perfectly content.
• Music always makes me feel like dancing, it just feels better when I move with what I hear.
• My 60s are not what most peoples 60s were. It saddens me for their loss.
• I love to share, have little sense of property. Money seems like a terrible burden, useful but not worth the bargain.
• I love to cook food that tastes different. Herbs and spices which bring a whole new experience to eating. My preferred foods are still rice, beans and crunchy greens. I love cooking, it's a gift I can give without buying into the consumerism.
• People like to play with a little hip-ness, a bright top here, some Birkenstocks, a quirky diversity in decorating or dressing. But, I was there down Folsom St, two blocks from the center of it all in 67 through 72. I know how hard it can be to live the principles that got sloganized as love, peace and happiness. I remember the failures, the misfits and the users that thought it was an easier way to hide from themselves. We had the power of our ideals then. Reality hasn't crushed them so much as trained us in a determination to persist.
• I have gone from loving everyone I see, to saying "its alright, you'll be alright". And who is to say that's bad?