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\n\tAuthor and historian Dennis McNally has written extensively on the Grateful Dead<\/a>, including the 2002 authorized biography \u201cA Long Strange Trip.\u201d In his new book, \u201cThe Last Great Dream: How Bohemians Became Hippies and Created the Sixties,\u201d McNally (who also served as the Dead\u2019s publicist in the 1980s and 1990s) looks at the larger cultural moment that the band was part of. This excerpt looks at the story of the first Be-In, which featured a performance by the Dead for an audience full of counterculture luminaries.<\/em><\/p>\n

\n\tAt 1 p.m. on Jan. 14, 1967, Gary Snyder blew into a conch shell to begin the Gathering of the Tribes, the Great Human Be-In, fulfilling what Kenneth Rexroth and Robert Duncan had begun 25 years before. It was a moment \u2014 in all senses \u2014 of high optimism and joy, an essentially spiritual event to celebrate life and community, not at all Western in its purposelessness.<\/p>\n

\n\tIt was also the beginning of the end of the Haight as a functional neighborhood. At least 30,000 people sat in front of Snyder on the Polo Field in Golden Gate Park, and what had been only modestly noticed to that point would now pass into legend via an astonishing media scrum.<\/p>\n

\n\tAlthough Michael Bowen was perhaps the first to talk it up, the notion of a large celebration was a complete natural for a neighborhood that was itself an ongoing celebration. The phrase \u201cBe-In\u201d came from the USCO artist Steve Durkee (or, one authority wrote, Gerd Stern), who passed it to Richard Alpert, who shared it with Bowen. To choose the day, someone approached one of the Haight\u2019s resident astrologers, Gavin Arthur, who\u2019d been a socialist and New Ager since the 1930s, a friend of Robinson Jeffers and also of Edward Carpenter, thus linking him to Walt Whitman and revealing a deep connection to American bohemianism. Roots. He chose wonderfully well; mid-January days in San Francisco<\/a> are often miserably wet and raw, but this one was glorious.<\/p>\n

\n\tJay Thelin, whose appearance was relatively conventional \u2014 a low bar in his circle \u2014 went to the city\u2019s Recreation and Parks Department to get a permit and found a brand-new person in charge, assistant supervisor of recreation Peter Ashe, a bearded Haight Street sympathizer. The hippies got their papers.<\/p>\n

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\n\tOn Jan. 6, the Barb <\/em>headlined the beginnings of the human be-in\u2026 a gathering of the tribes. It would serve as a love feast that included both Berkeley and the Haight in a \u201cnew and strong harmony.\u201d Naturally, the Oracle <\/em>went all out. The cover was literally purple: an Indian sadhu with three eyes designed by Bowen from a photo by Casey Sonnabend, a painter and sometime drummer for Ann Halprin, with decorations by Stanley \u201cMouse\u201d Miller.<\/p>\n

\n\tAllen Cohen agreed with the Barb<\/em>: \u201cWe emphasized the unity of political and transcendental ideals, and we had a preference for non-violence.\u201d The roots, Cohen said \u2014 \u201cBeats, LSD, anti-materialist, idealistic, anarchistic, surreal, Dionysian and transcendental\u201d \u2014 were held in common. One of the most perceptive of the Berkeley radicals, Michael Rossman, felt that \u201cthe Movement had expanded beyond all political bounds and recognition, and was on some verge \u2014 perhaps premature, but real enough \u2014 of carrying us through deep transformation into a new human culture.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\n\tOn Jan. 12, Snyder, Bowen, Jerry Rubin of Berkeley\u2019s Vietnam Day Committee, Cohen, and Jay Thelin held a press conference at the Print Mint poster shop on Haight Street to spread the word. \u201cThe days of fear and separation are over.\u2026All segments of the youthful revolutionary community will participate.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\tThe night before the Be-In, the poets met at Michael McClure\u2019s home on Downey Street in the Upper Haight to plan the program. The main point of contention seemed to be identifying Timothy Leary<\/a> as a poet (seven minutes) or a prophet (half an hour). It concluded when Allen Ginsberg<\/a> quipped, \u201cIf he starts to preach, Lenore can always belly-dance.\u201d The bulk of the day would be musical, but the recognition of the Haight\u2019s roots in Beat poetry was essential. Coupled with psychedelics and rock and roll, the day would also stand for the shamanic and environmental vision represented by both McClure\u2019s biologically based mysticism and Snyder\u2019s profound connections to Indigenous culture and Buddhism.<\/p>\n

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\n\tRumors of a Satanic curse on the event skittered around the Haight, so early on the morning of the 14th, Ginsberg, Snyder, and Alan Watts conducted a pradakshina<\/em>, a Buddhist purification rite. The poets \u2014 Lawrence Ferlinghetti, McClure, Lenore Kandel, Ginsberg, Snyder \u2014 kicked off the day with readings, Kandel realizing that the day was about genuine community, about trust, because she was surrounded with people \u201cthat belonged to me and I belonged to them.\u201d Rubin raged against the war. Leary burbled his advertising slogan. The Diggers passed out thousands of hits of Owsley Stanley<\/a>\u2019s finest and served turkey sandwiches, which Stanley had also contributed.<\/p>\n

\n\tStrangely, the SFPD had apparently chosen to ignore the Chronicle<\/em>, their entire presence that day consisting of two mounted policemen observing from a nearby hill. When a lady looking for a missing child approached them, they suggested she go to the stage and call for assistance: \u201cWe can\u2019t go down there, lady, they\u2019re smoking pot.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\tRalph Gleason estimated the crowd at 20,000; other guesses ranged quite a bit higher. Every tribe that felt connected to the Haight had shown up, from Big Sur and Carmel in the south, to the gold country east of San Francisco, to Sonoma and much farther north. Persuaded by his students, the abbot of San Francisco Zen Center, Suzuki Roshi, attended and sat by the stage smiling and holding a flower. Dizzy Gillespie was there. Two unknown actors named Gerome Ragni and James Rado would channel the day into writing a play called Hair<\/em>. The queen of groupies, a visiting Pamela Des Barres<\/a>, was disturbed by the split ends of hair she saw around her but was able to see the obvious: \u201cEveryone was smiling and glad to be alive on the planet\u2026 knowing the world could be saved if we loved one another.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\tThere was trouble with the power source at some point, and the Hells Angels guarded the line and felt useful. Quicksilver Messenger Service played, and \u201cGirl\u201d Freiberg felt the same as Des Barres: \u201cThis is just like a really big family.\u201d The Grateful Dead kicked off their set, which would also include Charles Lloyd on flute, with \u201cDancing in the Streets,\u201d and Dizzy Gillespie pronounced them \u201cswinging.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\tA parachutist landed on the field. Sprawled out on blankets, people blew bubbles, shared oranges, lit incense, and gave one another small presents of bells and mirrors. They looked around astonished at the sheer number of people who were part of the gathered tribes. Ginsberg, who had whispered to Ferlinghetti when sitting on the stage, \u201cWhat if we\u2019re all wrong?\u201d ended the day by urging everyone to practice kitchen yoga and clean up \u2014 and they did so, leaving the field immaculate.<\/p>\n

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\n\t\u201cNo fights. No drunks. No troubles,\u201d reported Gleason. \u201cAn affirmation, not a protest. A statement of life, not of death, and a promise of good, not evil.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\t\u201cMy day was full,\u201d said the Dead\u2019s co-manager Danny Rifkin, smiling.<\/p>\n

\n\tThough the police had essentially ignored the gathering, they managed to make up for their kindliness by gratuitously arresting around 100 youth on Haight Street for \u201cblocking traffic\u201d as they drifted home. The hip response would be HALO, the Haight-Ashbury Legal Organization formed by Brian Rohan and Michael Stepanian, young members of Vincent Hallinan\u2019s law firm, who would get all charges dropped.<\/p>\n

\n\tMcClure would declare that \u201cthe Be-in was a blossom. It was a flower. It was out in the weather. It didn\u2019t have all of its petals. There were worms in the rose. It was perfect in its imperfections. It was what it was \u2014 and there had never been anything like it before.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\tEven a black-belt cynic like the writer Hunter Thompson responded to the day. \u201cThere was a\u2026sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn\u2019t need that. Our energy would simply prevail<\/em>. There was no point in fighting \u2014 on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum. We were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave.\u201d At least one Berkeley politico, ED Denson, would write that \u201cnothing happened at the Be-In, and the opportunity to gather all of those people was wasted.\u201d Few attendees would have agreed.<\/p>\n

\n\tBy now, Allen Cohen noted, the Oracle <\/em>was not a newspaper but a \u201cjournal of arts and letters for the expanded consciousness \u2014 a tribal messenger from the inner to the outer world.\u201d Most importantly, the Oracle <\/em>had switched to a new printer, which allowed them, said Cohen, to \u201cuse the presses like a paint brush\u201d by splitting \u201cthe ink fountain of a web into three compartments with metal dividers and wooden blocks,\u201d with a different color ink in each compartment. Now Cohen really had his rainbows.<\/p>\n

\n\tIn something approaching formal journalism, the Oracle <\/em>in February gathered Timothy Leary, Gary Snyder, Alan Watts, and Allen Ginsberg at Watts\u2019s home on the Sausalito waterfront, the SS Vallejo<\/em>, for what was intended as a serious conversation about where the burgeoning alternative society might go. On the whole, the conversation came down to a sane, sober, and practical Snyder challenging Leary\u2019s airy platitudes, which began and effectively ended with \u201cturn on, tune in, drop out.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\tA few years later, Snyder would offer the following quote to a speaker\u2019s bureau representing him: \u201cAs poet I hold the most archaic values on earth. They go back to the late Paleolithic: the fertility of the soil, the magic of animals, the power-vision in solitude, the terrifying initiation and rebirth, the love and ecstasy of the dance, the common work of the tribe. I try to hold history and wilderness in mind, that my poems may approach the true measure of things and stand against the unbalance and ignorance of our times.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\tLater still, in Earth House Hold<\/em>, he summed up his stance as a faith in \u201cthe ancient shamanistic-yogic-gnostic-socioeconomic view, that mankind\u2019s other is Nature and Nature should be tenderly respected; that man\u2019s life and destiny is growth and enlightenment in self-disciplined freedom; that the divine has been made flesh and that flesh is divine; that we not only should but do <\/em>love one another.\u201d Such views, suppressed by church and state, now seem \u201calmost biologically essential to the survival of humanity.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\tPeering through a roseate fog, Leary predicted that, through LSD, groups of youth would \u201copen one of those doors\u201d and see \u201cthe garden of Eden, which is this planet,\u201d thus changing their consciousness. Snyder replied, \u201cBut that garden of Eden is full of old rubber tires and tin cans right now, you know?\u201d What was important, he argued, was that \u201cpeople learn the techniques which have been forgotten; that they learn new structures and new techniques. Like, you just can\u2019t go out and grow vegetables, man. You\u2019ve got to learn how <\/em>to do it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\tIf our culture was to change its relationship to the natural world, it had, he offered, a superb example at hand in Native American culture. Since the central problem of the exploitive modern capitalist society was consumption, Snyder also suggested group marriage as a way to lessen demand. His life had been an ongoing example of \u201ccutting down on your desires and cutting down on your needs to an absolute minimum, and it also meant don\u2019t be a bit fussy about how you work or what you do for a living.\u201d<\/p>\n

\n\tLeary suggested that we \u201cdig a hole in the asphalt and plant a seed\u2026do it on the highway so they then fix it and when they do we\u2019re getting to them. There\u2019ll be pictures in the paper\u201d \u2014 publicity apparently being the solution to everything. He concluded, \u201cAll right. We\u2019ll change the slogan. I\u2019m competing with Marshall McLuhan. Everything I say is just a probe.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\n\tAbout the same time as the conversation, Snyder and Ginsberg created and carried out a ritual that they offered as a way of both showing gratitude to the planet and clarifying one\u2019s own mind \u2014 namely, a circumambulation of Mount Tamalpais, the guardian mountain that looks down on the San Francisco Bay Area. The legend of Tamalpais had been romanticized and appropriated by Anglos as \u201cthe sleeping Indian maiden,\u201d most notably in a 1921 Mountain Play (there is an amphitheater near the summit that hosts an annual play) called Tamalpa<\/em>.<\/p>\n

\n\tThe Beat response reclaimed the mountain as sacred. In 1965, Snyder and his friend Philip Whalen had designed a hike in the Japanese mountain monk (yamabushi<\/em>) tradition that followed a route with stations where the pilgrims stopped to chant from various Zen and Tibetan Buddhist traditions, something not only Buddhist but shamanic. In the wake of the Be-In, they led their first public circumambulation on Feb. 10, 1967.<\/p>\n

\n\tSnyder\u2019s poem, \u201cThe Circumambulation of Mt. Tamalpais,\u201d would become the centerpiece of his late-life masterwork, the fruit of 40 years of writing, Mountains and Rivers Without End<\/em>. After taking tea with the artist Saburo Hasegawa at the American Academy of Asian Studies on April 8, 1956, he vowed to write a long and serious poem, and he completed it four decades later. It is a meditation on a classic Chinese landscape painting, something meant to be an invitation to mindfulness in Zen much as a thangka is in Tibetan Buddhism. The poem is a spiritual autobiography, a depiction of ecosystems, and a series of snapshots, all of which reflect one another.<\/p>\n

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\n\tIt might well be one of the most important artistic consequences of the Be-In and the Haight-Ashbury scene.<\/p>\n

\n\tExcerpted from the book \u201cThe Last Great Dream\u201d by Dennis McNally. Copyright \u00a9 2025 by Dennis McNally. Reprinted with Permission of Grand Central Publishing. All rights reserved.<\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n


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