If you trusted that your art was going to support your life, how would you live?

Don't let your want for perfection become procrastination

Self-criticism is not "love," and it is certainly not indifferent. It's a form of hatred. And when I name that, when I see it for what it is (raw and uncomfortable and saddening), when I refuse to sugar-coat self criticism, judgment, agitation, and constantly trying to improve myself, then I'm one quantum leap closer to freedom.

The cosmos doesn’t measure sweat and hours for reward. The cosmos deals in the currencies of joy and satisfaction.

I want to surrender to the feelings and shapes of words and not stop until I am clearly heard by myself and my God.

Enthusiasm is a heightened state of consciousness, and it's one of the best feelings there is to feel.

My friend and coach reminded me this week that there is a moment when the acrobat lets go of one trapeze and is completely suspended in mid-air before she catches the incoming rung. You have to let go to get there.