On being a self-professed Hippie…
Since I was only born in the ’60’s and not actually RAISED in the ’60’s I get a lot of strange looks when I announce to those who ask that I am 100% hippie.
I’ll have to say that the majority of strange looks come from the younger folks I know. Occasionally they will ask me what makes me a hippie since I don’t wear long hair, I do shave my legs, and don’t dress in love-child clothes and beads that sport peace symbols.
Older people (those 65+) tend to just smile and look at me as though they expect the lightning to strike at any moment.
I think that what I find the most entertaining is that the majority of folks I converse with on the subject of hippies and so forth are quite astounded to discover that I’m not just some grammar assaulting stoner.
If you read back a few posts, you will find the post entitled Mayonnaise and Philosphy .
This is most likely where the journey began…
I have found over the years that my choice to not use chemicals, to do what I can for myself and to simplify life by way of not getting overly hyped about all things consumer related is VERY misunderstood.
People tend to look at me strangely when I tell them that I make my own hair spray, toothpaste, dishwasher soap, laundry soap and granola bars. I’m really not sure what they expect. Do they expect me to dress in hemp sacks and sandals? Are they perhaps expecting bad teeth, dreadlocks and body odor?
The way I see things is that one can be quite “hippie” and NOT sacrifice quality. Think about it – the finest fabrics don’t always have a designer label. I have recently discovered an absolutely SINFUL body cream…and guess what…it’s handcrafted from ingredients that are NOT harmful to your skin, the environment, or imported from far off sweat shops.
If one puts a little thought into their daily life, make conscious choices when it comes to what they buy, where it’s made, how it’s made and what’s actually in it…you’ll be surprised at how much of an impact it will have.
Take some time and really think about this…