I will be attending the National Rainbow Gathering late next week. I request that all folks out there, in the spirit of a more peaceful world, at noon on July 4th, participate in a world wide meditation for world peace.
From the invite to the very first Rainbow Gathering in 1972:
We, who are brothers & sisters, children of God, families of life on earth, friends of nature & of all people, children of humankind calling ourselves Rainbow Family Tribe, humbly invite:
All races, peoples, tribes, communes, men, women, children, individuals — out of love.
All nations & national leaders — out of respect
All religions & religious leaders — out of faith
All politicians — out of charity
to join with us in gathering together for the purpose of expressing our sincere desire that there shall be peace on earth, harmony among all people. This gathering to take place beginning July 1, 1972, near Aspen, Colorado – or between Aspen & the Hopi & Navaho lands – on 3000 acres of land that we hope to purchase or acquire for this gathering — & to hold open worship, prayer, chanting or whatever is the want or desire of the people, for three days, but upon the fourth day of July at noon to ask that there be a meditative, contemplative silence wherein we, the invited people of the world may consider & give honour & respect to anyone or anything that has aided in the positive evolution of humankind & nature upon this, our most beloved & beautiful world — asking blessing upon we people of this world & hope that we people can effectively proceed to evolve, expand, & live in harmony & peace.
Dee's 'Dotes~Anecdotes of a Green Activist 
I was there with my pregnant wife in ’72 on vacation from my job with institutionalized deaf-blind kids as a conscientious objector and convicted refusenik. I remember it fondly as a wonderful celebration and welcome break from the drudgery of Sonoma St. Hospital even tho I loved the kids I taught with the inspiration from Helen Keller.
I hope the food is better now, tho! Enjoy!
That wasn’t the first, tho–there was one in Drain, Oregon in ’71, at which I was also in attendance…I remember it well since my gal took of all her clothes and declared she “was Jesus” at the council circle…Ah, great mescaline will do that.
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