Stephens weaves interviews, testimony, documents and his poetry together to form a seamless, swiftly moving testament to the White River Massacre. He writes with compassion and seemingly limitless understanding. "Song for the Captured Women" is one of the most amazing pieces of poetry I've ever come across.

It is a crime that this work is out of print, as it is one of the great achievements of American literature. Any historian or resident of the American West should read this astounding document.

for example, so much has been written about the supposed Templar Treasure. The authors are the first to explode the myth by stating that as Bankers the Templar wealth would have been in the field earning interest. The authors present the order for what they truly were, Medieval capatalists to the nth degree.

I find this a much more acceptable presentation of the order than a group of covert monks burrying artifacts under church floors as so manty books of the genre are apt to do. Likewise it wasn't page after page of geneologies and military accounts. A great middle path between speculative / alternative history and Harder Historical text.

My only complaint is that the book left me wanting more, but then a good book should and I've heard the authors have a sequel due out in the New year.

In responce to an earlier review, I have read other Templar books and found many to be sluggish dry tomes.

This is an eclectic little spiritual guidebook, which contains wisdom from many sources,from Zen Buddhism,to Mohandis K. "Mahatma" Gandhi, to Christianity. Example: "Life is like stepping onto a boat which is about to sail out to sea -- and sink" (Susuki Roshi). Or, "Must I forgive my brother? You must forgive your brother seven times. Nay, seventy times seven times" (the Bible).

The insights garnered from the great religions (and other sources) are interspersed with the author's own observations, with which you'll find little to dispute.

Another reviewer has characterized Stephen Gaskin (the author) as a "hippie." My guess is, he's probably correct. In the 1960s (and later) many--if not most--of the "hippie" community used psychedelics and marijuana, which resulted in some astonishingly profound epiphanies and religious insights. This book reads like
other "new age" books which I've read: notably, Richard Alpert's (otherwise known as 'Ram Dass') Be Here Now.

In any case, it's a good book. I doubt that it will offend anyone, of any religion.

The only fault I find with the book is that, on several pages the type is overlayed over photographical material, rendering it difficult to read. This is a common graphic design problem with many books of this type, where the designer is trying to achieve graphic beauty at the expense of readability, which is usually a mistake. I find no fault at all with the content.

Joseph Pierre

author of The Road to Damascus and other books

In this little volume of spiritual teachings originally published in 1976, Stephen Gaskin gets right to the heart of the matter: you can't understand God, you can't define God, you can't contain God, but you can _be_ God. The rest of the book is about embodying precisely this spiritual realization -- call it enlightenment, Christ Consciousness, the Holy Spirit, satori, or whatever.

And one of the most amazing things about the book is how much crap there _isn't_ in it. Stephen does _not_ screw around; these are some of his best, tightest, most focused raps ever. (That's why I compared this book to the Diamond Sutra.)

Sample quote: "Being spiritual does not mean to become as esoteric and as different as you possibly can, but to become like a solvent that can melt away the differences between people until only the essential thing is left. If we really understand what we're doing, we ought to get it on and find essential agreement with anybody" [p. 63]. And this "anybody" includes our "enemies," whom -- according to Stephen -- we should love even while we're opposing their actions.

If this sounds a lot like a well-known Sermon that a certain famous Jewish teacher is said to have delivered on a Mount some 2000 years ago . . . well, let's just say that's not an accident. In its way, this book is a commentary on that very Sermon.

But Stephen's teachings are also close to the heart of every other spiritual tradition, and that's not an accident either. He's studied them all, and he's as comfortable explaining what it means to be a boddhisattva as he is expounding the Golden Rule.

He's speaking from the common core of all these traditions, and he's reminding us of something we already know: it matters how we _be_. There are no passengers on this here starship, only crew members and stowaways; we're free only when we're responsible. So let's cut the crap and get busy getting telepathic.

There's nothing in this that requires the reader to adopt a new religion, but on the other hand it doesn't leave a lot of wiggle room for not trying to live up to the one you've already got. Stephen is also (among other things) one of the founders of The Farm; this book will give you a good sense of why that's one of the very few hippie communes still in existence.

As I said in my review of _Amazing Dope Tales_, listening to Stephen has the power to knock your mind loose from your brain. It's not just what he says, but also how he says it; you'll pick up a sort of spiritual contact high just from reading his raps. No matter what you think of the contents of this book, you'll be at least a slightly better person after you read it -- and you'll know it.

Whatever you're doing on this page, you've come to the right place. Stephen will lay some nice concepts on you.

No doubt one of the most comprehensive and useful books I have bought. Has helped me construct a program to help my dyspraxic son establish a routine and confidence performing everyday skills consistently.

Recommended purchase!

In this story, the district attorney of Boulder is murdered and the prime suspect is Gregory's cop-friend's partner, Lucy. Gregory's wife Lauren, usually a prosecutor, extends her maternity leave to help defend Lucy. Meanwhile, Gregory gets a new patient whose son may or may not be involved with the murder, and also may or may not be planning additional killings.

There are suitable twists and turns in the story, but what makes this book (and the series) exciting is that no character outside the narrator is truly safe. White has no qualms about killing previously established characters. With a job that puts her often in danger and with an erratic but debilitating disease, even Gregory's wife is not safe from danger.

If you are a fan of the Kellerman books (which tend to be better sellers), than you should enjoy these books as well. But these books are also good enough for any mystery fan to enjoy.

The tenth novel to spotlight clinical psychologist Alan Gregory, "Warning Signs" is a shocking yet fascinating thriller. The brutalized body of Boulder County District Attorney, Royal Peterson, is found, and a homicide detective is soon thought to be the murderer. Violent as the crime was, what strikes even closer to Gregory's heart is the fact that his wife used to work for Peterson and is considering defending the accused detective.

In the midst of this turmoil Gregory sees a new patient, Naomi Bigg, an obviously frightened mother. What is she afraid to confront? And, what is Gregory's responsibility regarding doctor/patient confidentiality if he believes other lives are at stake? He is torn as he attempts to help his patient, and watches a series of violent episodes tear the city apart. Perhaps only he can unlock the secrets buried in the dark corners of a criminal mind.

"Warning Signs" is compelling and frightening - a first-rate psychological thriller.