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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...schizophrenic, and absurd. There he sat, feeling the warm sun pouring through the windows and bathing his body, feeling the strength of the land and the mountains that surrounded them all, feeling his own strength--and yet unable to escape the strange, gnawing tension that was building in this group where people farted back and forth...

Author: By Nicholas Gagarin, | Title: Big Sur, California: Tripping Out at Esalen | 2/10/1969 | See Source »

...around the room, and touch. That was nice. While they all crawled around, hugging strangers, feeling arms and legs and hands and stomachs and feet, John lit some incense. There was only silence--the silence, and the drowsy, lovely smell of the incense, the bright morning sun, and a group of bodies which lost their ugliness when the boy shut his eyes. No words, no voices, no faces, only the bodies; and the boy liked that. He happily hugged everyone, everyone hugged him, and played with his hair...

Author: By Nicholas Gagarin, | Title: Big Sur, California: Tripping Out at Esalen | 2/10/1969 | See Source »

...their eyes. The boy found himself lying on his back, stretched out in a little area of sunshine. Other people were sprawled out in other positions, but the boy noticed Elizabeth sitting with her back to the wall, and a wise, tender, loving expression on her face. Slowly the group regathered into a circle...

Author: By Nicholas Gagarin, | Title: Big Sur, California: Tripping Out at Esalen | 2/10/1969 | See Source »

...very important," John began to say in his quiet, soothing voice, "that you do what you want." He was kneeling, sitting back on his heels, and as he spoke he looked slowly around the group, looking into each person's eyes, looking into the boy's eyes, then moving on. "If you can tell me what you want, I will ask you, 'What are you going to do about it?'" Again there was silence, and the boy felt the question boring into...

Author: By Nicholas Gagarin, | Title: Big Sur, California: Tripping Out at Esalen | 2/10/1969 | See Source »

SLOWLY the boy was coming to recognize subgroups within his group. There were, first, the old women, 50 to 60 years old, of which Elizabeth was one. In all, there were four old women. Second, there were the young women, 30 to 35 years old. There were three young women. In a way the boy found the young women uglier than the old women. Age, he knew, had a beauty of its own; but these three--the young women--had none: they were dumpy and flabby and sexless, and at this point the ugliest of them spoke...

Author: By Nicholas Gagarin, | Title: Big Sur, California: Tripping Out at Esalen | 2/10/1969 | See Source »

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