your eyes shine like the sun,I wonder why....

It's one of those nights when I am so lost in nostalgia.I have recently gotten back in touch with some people that I will always love in a deep and special way.I wish that I could find the rest of them,but they are apparently in the wind.I am going to admit something,my big deep dark one...I was a hippy for a long time.I spent quite a bit of that time hitting a drum and drinking whiskey, playing the guitar and singing four part harmony.I wore a ton of jewelry(some of it hemp and seashells) that I never took off and I braided feathers into my hair and had more than a few dreadlocks.I lived in calico sack dresses and cut-offs. I bathed in rivers often and had a tan.I ran with the people with the light in their eyes.We believed in omens and music was our shared soul.

I am probably going to live the rest of my life and never see so much light in one place.I still carry it inside,it comes out to play when I think of the times we had.Recording with B and Oregon Jones in the wee hours of the morning.Long talks with Kenny about the cosmos,and the movement of energy,we could talk all night long.The night Key and I drove through the Mountains in his jeep with the top off,we stopped and turned off all the lights while crossing a creek,to look at the stars and listen to Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here".Laying up with Kaykay,Chrissy,and Charlie in Scott's massive brass bed,giggling and singing while Scott made us breakfast.It's all very dear to me.I think that maybe it was one of the most positive times in my twenties.I think of them often and fondly.