While still in high school, I sought alternatives. I read a lot: science fiction, dystopian literature, Tolkein, Hinduism, Buddhism, Jung, Ghandi, the occult, and anything current about hippie culture that I could find. Specific influences in the media of the day that drew me to wanting to live communally were Good Times, Whole Earth Catalog, and Stranger in a Strange Land. However, communes simply did not exist in my son-of-an-FBI-agent, middle-class, red-lined suburban existence outside of Wilmington, DE in the shadow of the wealthy "Chateau Country". Nonetheless, I did avail myself of some alternatives: going to coffeehouses and helping to run a couple, camping at the the Philly Folk Fest and coffeehouse camp-outs, biking to the ill-situated macrobiotic market, going to the local youth drop-in center, attending my high school's draft information club, demonstrating against the war in Vietnam, and becoming vegetarian in 11th grade.
I credit the University of Delaware with expanding my horizons. It introduced me to and broadened my appreciation of international films and furthered my connections with musicians, having lived with a succession of bassists and drummers. But college was hollow when it came to deep personal relationships with women. I had plenty of social life, but no one who I could share my cultural yearnings or vegetarian values with, even though I had two successive lovers for my first three semesters.
Beyond college studies, I became acquainted with yoga, joined the Newark Natural Foods Co-op, read my first books on Tantra, and started practicing massage.
After college, I connected with the alternative culture in my local college town, Newark (pronounced New-ark). I began leading massage groups. By serendipity, I went from reading about Tai Chi in The Massage Book by Downing/Rush to starting to study with Dee Chao who was teaching across the street from my first group house. Public Friday night vegetarian dinners were a tradition and a gathering opportunity. Many of us talked about establishing intentional communities and living together. I expanded my involvement with the Co-op by joining its board for a year, and had my first years living cooperatively.
In the fall of 1978, I went to my first regional Rainbow Gathering near Sperryville, VA. Here was hugs, nudity, massage, chanting, my first sweat lodge, backwoods camping, and communal vegetarian meals. All of a sudden, I was connected to a network of folks similar to my friends in Newark, DE. This was followed by a Thanksgiving weekend with many folks from that Gathering coming to Newark.
In Spring 1979, some of the focalizers of the first Rainbow Gathering had come east from where they lived in the West, for the ACT-79 Fair (Appropriate Community Technology) on the Washington Mall, a regional gathering held on the previous site, & the May 1979 anti-nuke march in Washington, DC.
What are you holding a place for? Is this going to be something special?