This past weekend my family and I went to the Woodstock 40-year Anniversary concert at Bethel Woods (one of my top favorite beautiful escapes from the city, also the place of the original Woodstock in ‘69). Before heading upstate I sent this email to my closest friends:
40 years ago to the day, almost 400,000 hippies gathered in Bethel NY for the Woodstock Festival. This was more than just music from the greatest artists of their time, this was 3 days of love, happiness, halucegenic drugs, and “strangers stopping strangers just to shake their hand”. There was not a negative soul in Bethel that weekend. I hope you all celebrate the anniversary in some small way this wknd and that everyday you carry the spirit of what those free-lovers taught us 40 years ago.
Power to the peaceful, I love you all!! Xoxoxoxox
(I’m not even high yet)
I used to think that I should have been born 40 years ago so that I could grow up in that time of peace, love, and happiness. I’m starting to realize that I was born at just the right time to be a part of this movement reminding people of peace, love, and happiness. I’ve been criticized, called naive, and not taken seriously on my ‘glass is always full, true love exists, and forgive yourself and others’ approach to life. What’s even worse is that I’ve let those opinions deter me. I’m learning more and more to let those things roll off my shoulders and disregard the negs. I’m aware that there is bad & hurt in the world and don’t turn my cheek to it. I know that there might not be a day when everyone is smiling, but if I can do one small thing a day to make someone feel good, then I have found peace, love, and happiness…