I traveled w/ several close friends and a few acquaintances during the years I was involved in the Seed and would love to hear from anyone who knew me.
After graduation, I lived w/ four other girls; Julie B (I know she got married to Jeff B), Mary C (I worked w/ her dad at a '5 & Dime' store in St Pete), Rheda (sp) and Jane(?). We hung out w/ the guys in the St Pete house; brothers Bob and Mike R, Dan H (who is no longer w/ us), Ken H, Dana D, Doug S, and others I can't seem to place at the moment.
I remember those times sitting on the 'guys' St Pete house roof, watching the cops run the red lights and stop signs and thinking what a bunch of trite hypocrites they were. I also remember contemplating our existence. Remember the movies "Jonathan Livingston Seagull" and
"Siddhartha"? Those were the movies at the time. Made ALL OF US wonder...and question.
We were growing up and - as adolescense gives way to adulthood - showed interest in a cult of a different color; "The Holy Order of Mans", conveniently located not far from the 'guys' house. Well, as we went about exploring our adulthood, the interest in that cult diminished and we all moved on.
I remained in contact w/ a few for a while (gave my cat, Sunny, to Dana when I moved to CA) and lost touch w/ others. I was probably considered an outcast because I had *GASP* a relationship that did not receive the Seeds' blessings. Nor did I continue to hang around - I needed to explore what I had missed (during my drug use and time served at the Seed). I was growing up and needed to make my own decisions w/o help of the Seed or others. I felt guilty at first, but not for long. I stumbled and grew as any other human being might encounter while growing up.
And, to tell you the truth, it hasn't been that bad...I stagger onward, rejoicing!! It's all good.
Let me hear from you!!