In dance, in composition, in sculpture, the experience is the same: we are more the conduit than the creator of what we express.

When you feel yourself to be in critical condition, you must treat yourself as gently as you would a sick friend.

Art opens the closets, airs out the cellars and attics. It brings healing.

The growth of one blesses all. I am commited to grow in love. All that I touch, I leave in love. I move through this world consciously and creatively.

The Artist's Way is a spiritual journey, a pilrimage home to the self.

When we clear the physical clutter from our lives, we literally make way for inspiration and 'good, orderly direction' to enter.

I bless the wisdom of my loving heart. Love is a form of listening. I listen with a loving heart. I listen to the love within my heart and I hear the love in the hearts of others.