Hippie Memories

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My family likes to refer to me as the "hippie" of the group.  I differ with my political views.  I am totally make LOVE and not war, and I am a "free spirit."

When I was around 10 my family and I went on a road trip. We stopped at a rest stop and I remember seeing these girls and guys sitting in the grass barefoot, talking and laughing.  The girls had on white flowy skirts and flowers in their hair.  I remember being in awe.  They looked like they had no worries and were so peaceful, just enjoying the moment to the fullest.  It is an image that is engraved in my memory.  I'm still not sure why that memory is so vibrant.  As we were leaving the rest stop, I remember seeing their "hippie" van and thinking to myself that I wasn't ready to leave just yet.  I wanted to stay and watch them a little longer.

A couple of weeks ago I went school shopping with my son.  We went into a store (do not remember the name of it) and once again, I was in awe!

Whatever incense they were burning smelled wonderful.  My son and I felt right at home because "cumbia" was playing. (hahaha! go figure...)

They had the long flowy skirts, incense, essential oils, and so much more!

Here are some of the bags they had.  I wanted them all!

They also had some really interesting jewerly and wall art.

I was very surprised at the amount of  Mexican flavor they had going on in the store.  Here is a shelf dedicated to "Dia de los Muertos/Day of the Dead."

They also had some Guatemalan worry dolls.  Luckily I didn't have a lot of worries that day or else I would have bought them.  I'm thinking it might not be a bad idea to have some on hand though, in case the need arises.

I wish I could share the whole store with you.  I decided to stop taking pics with my cellphone because the employees would probably wonder why I was capturing so many memories. (haha)

When I left, I immediately started reminiscing about the "hippies" I saw at the rest stop that day.

I plan on going back to the store when I am not in such a rush and have time to make an actual purchase.

Do you have a vivid memory from childhood that you feel influences things you like or are drawn to?  I'd love to hear about it.