An enigma wrapped in a taco

Boy, that one’s taking me way back. Fresh out of high school ('73),
Yosemite, then Wawona and Big Creek, and all those growing up experiences that only happen once or twice.
I was given the first one by a good friend I looked up to, got hooked.
Didn’t know what to make of them, but enjoyed the journey,
all told read the first four, the completion of the series.
Thought it was fun, introduced me to a bunch of woo and a lot of questioning.
Struggled with it, the line, or even balance, between rationality and spirituality.
Then when I came back from Europe and heard he’d written a 5th book, the vessel was broken so to speak,
he was just another $itbag,
Just another dude working his game.
I never tried reading any of the rest.
Doubt I could get very far in the first ones these days.
Oh but being young and living in a magical place and time, the lines can get blurred. :coolsmirk: