I have finally scanned Bill’s book in as a PDF. A few of the pages are missing (November 2012), but I hope to find them soon.
The museum is closed, winterized. Benches and some of the sculpture garden critters are wrapped snugly in blue plastic, cocoons, hibernating until spring, with here and there a head, tail or toenail showing. Some statues, pieces of scupture, have been released from their concrete anchorages and hidden away somewhere in deeper hibernation. The anchorages, foundations remain for me to choose my place to stand. Shall I be "The War Machine", facing the beauty of the ocean and the sunrise? Or shall I be the "Man from Assissi", an instrument of peace, calling others to join me and all those others already in the planetary pageant of peace? Will you join us in building bridges, reflecting in and on ponds (at Walden and elsewhere) sitting in the sun singing our songs continuing our own personal peace pilgrimages along well traveled or less well traveled paths making our choices taking our chances risking our self-images inhaling and exhaling endless "Thank yous"?
360 will do or take in the view around you 360 will do to take in the view within you and if 360 is beyond you, click off one or two one or two clicks of difference may just do to expand or create anew your point of view
Agamenticus Mountain, 11-11-1993, Veterans Day
Foot-on-moon disease make me ill at ease. What is this mostly macho/military race for space? Why not embrace the whole race here on Mother Earth as one? Then when that's done, maybe some cosmic critters from another place will want to drop in and get to know us face to face
12-4-1993, Marginal Way and Bread & Roses
Christmas (A definition by an un-christian to those whom it may concern
Christmas is living the love we have received Christmas is forgiving when we feel we've been deceived Christmas is unloading and feeling so relieved Christmas is loving the life we have received
12-3-1993, Top of the Way (a bench)
San Francisco I've been to the top of your Mark. I've gloried in its wonderous view. And Boston, I've been to the top of your Hub. I love what you can do. But on this finestkind Ogunquit day, seated at the top of its Marginal Way, I must confess, when all is said and done, The Top of the Way is my personal Number One.