From the Aquarius Age’s Distant Shore

A lost poem from one of the era’s visionaries

Cover of I am the Bubble Make Me the Sea by Zady Lemmon, 1968.

Roughly five years ago, without knowing it, I began a strange journey.

It started with the innocent purchase of a rare book titled Murder of a City, Tacoma. That led me to a shady character named Fred Crisman. Crisman led me to veteran Ralph William Duby. Duby led me to a spiritual organization named the Servants of Awareness. The Servants of Awareness led me to Cosmic Awareness Communications (CAC). CAC, then, led me to a fascinating woman named Zady Lemmon.

And that is where I am as I write to you today, dear readers — inheritor of a strange historical bounty.

In Search of Ralph William Duby, Veteran

I assumed that “Zady Lemmon” was a pseudonym, simply because it’s so peculiar. As it turned out, it’s the real name of a real person — and a fascinating one, at that.

I’ve spent a fair bit of time talking on the phone to Lemmon, who is now 96 years old. She has remarkable stories to tell, and she considers our meeting to be fortuitous.

She doesn’t want the…