May 1974: Summary of what has transpired since February, when I left Bear River to find work in Halifax and buy seeds for Spring planting. I discover my transformation is deeper then I realized, with sex no longer being the casual, if-it-feels-good-why-not recreational activity. Did God really order men of old to commit genocide and kill every man, woman and child in order to take their promised land? Did Jesus disobey the very scriptures he quoted?

November 1973: Living alone in the abandoned farmhouse I embark on a 7 month journey of Bible study and research, comparing what Jesus said in the Bible versus what others say about him. God rewards me with a piercing white light that comes upon me daily, each time I open the Bible to read. I sense it cleansing and healing my mind, brining enlightenment. I finally surrender the defenses of my logical mind and as a little child accept Christ into my heart.

Summer-Fall 1973: Living alone and rent-free in an abandoned farmhouse with no electricity, no running water, no indoor plumbing and no windows. With absolutely no income or money I successfully create the “First Annual Natural Health and Healing Conference of Nova Scotia”. This week-long conference was held in the abandoned farmhouse, just prior to my moving in, and attracted 45-60 participants and trainers from as far away as Saschatewan, Rhode Island and Boston. During harvest I discover a lot of old-time, extremely delicious apple varieties and develop my own successfull recipe for canning wild fruits raw.

Spring 1973: Scott and I move from our plastic A-frame to a rented log cabin in Bear River, Nova Scotia. I put in a garden and get invited to attend a Bible study on the second chapter of Acts, which discusses a first century Christian community.

Spring-Summer-Fall 1972: Robert Ziegler and I read poetry (him) with flute accompaniement (me) in local Halifax’s downtown park; also at local high school where we get the surprise of our life. I move on, meeting Scott Smith and Dave & Janet Romeril. My idea to build an A-frame out of plastic prompts me to write the Canadian Government for permission to build a temporary artists residence and live in it rent-free. This leads to Scott and I wintering in it, experiencing fierce winter storms, an eerie silver glow on moonlit nights, breathing walls and one of the most amazing sounds I’ve ever heard, the echoing rifle-like sounds of lake ice cracking, fading into the night.

February 1972: Traveling in Nova Scotia, interviewing organic Back-To-The-Land people. Interviewed Chris & Annie Griffith; David Prior & Mary Troyar; Burton & Bonnie of Earth Rider Farms; and Father McNamara of Nova Nada catholic community for priests and retreats.

Spring-Summer 1971: As a fugitive from a drug bust in the states I make the best of my situation. In 1971 Kristine Stone, her daughter Amy and myself become a family. We travel around British Columbia selling our products (natural foods candies and sandals) as gypsy entrepreneurs. I experience swimming in a sea of light, with phosphorescent plankton. And I reminisce about the British Columbia, Pat Lake Commune, especially the virgin forest tree spirits that became so excited by our music they joined in as a heavenly sounding choir all of us could hear.

INTRODUCTION:
My entire journal is being Tweeted on Twitter.  This is a historic first, began on May 5, 2009.  This is two and a half months earlier than CNN’s recent report of another book being tweeted, that has claimed to be the first.  However, that author didn’t start tweeting till July 14, 2009.
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