Wolf, my dear mentor and friend.

Since our first meeting with Seymour in Big Sur in 1973. your presence in the immediate moment of contact continues to move me.

You allowed me to find a home in the workshop offering of ZIST; I felt your eye-to-eye support then and now. You gave generously of yourself and invited me to join you in the Vorstand as ZIST unfolded.

Your love and understanding of the possibilities of human potential gave us all inspiration and hope.

Here too your life exemplifies this truism: "Success is failure turned inside out--The silver tint of the clouds of doubt. You never can tell how close you are --It may be near when it seems so far--So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--It's when things seem worst that you must not quit."

My heart is flowing in gratitude and respect for your life. Thank you.

Now you belong to Space, as D.H. Lawerence tells it:


When the ripe fruit falls its sweetness distills and trickles away into the veins of the earth.

When fulfilled people die the essential oil of their experience enters the veins of living space, and adds a glisten to the atom, to the body of immortal chaos.

For space is alive and it stirs like a swan whose feathers glisten silky with oil of distilled experience.

in love.

ned