It all started November 4th, 1968, the night Nixon was elected president. I was walking through the No-Name Bar in Sausalito, a scenic village on San Francisco Bay, following friends to the back patio when, in an instant, as my foot landed on the floor, my life changed. I suddenly realized for the first time that I could do whatever I wanted with my life, and entered a joyous mood, a wide-awake consciousness, that has affected me ever since.
It was as though I had been in a dream, closed off in some inner way, and yet completely unaware of it. Now I was awake and everything was obvious.