become a hippie

I’ve been wondering, lately, what exactly it means to “be” a hippie.

The freedom to be one’s self without worrying about what others think.
A love for all living being, human or otherwise.

If we start with just those two, I’m still not there yet.

It’s not really something you can check off of a list. It’s much more gradual. I might not even know it if I ever get there.

I really do love Joni Mitchell.

This seems to be a major work in progress. Aside from the music, which I’m all over apparently.

They make me happy.

Not for the drugs, kids, but for the flower and the freedom.