June 1983
Parents, Now And Then
A bowl of faded rose petals, a wooden extension ladder, a photograph
Sunbeams
After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
Living Within The Question
An Interview With Reshad Feild
I was privileged to spend some time with Krishnamurti, and when we first met he said to me, “You know, a thought-form never dies.” That was a very important statement. But a thought-form can be redeemed.
The Rising Sun Neighborhood Newsletter
I think we should have international coming out day where we gather our assorted courage and tell a few friends or the world The Awful Thing and find out — they already knew and didn’t care, they didn’t know and can’t see what the problem is, they’re shocked but get over it and are bigger in a while . . . or, or, or it’s awful to them too and we lose a friend.
The Cripple Liberation Front Marching Band Blues
(Part II)
Paradise. Paradise of Meriwether County, Georgia. Warm Springs. Two support personnel for each patient. Campus of the gods. Food of humans — prepared to be eaten at civilized times.
To Know We Are Loved
An Excerpt From Reshad Feild’s The Invisible Way
The frustration was intense. It was a sense of pain, a yearning to know something that could change my life and perhaps the lives of those around me. I felt irritated with myself. Why couldn’t I find the words to express the longing?